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icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

0 posted 2003-05-26 01:14 AM

Julian told me
poetry is for the faint of heart
to hide behind
when intellect and religion fail,
when nothing else will make it safe
to face the world;

the mystery of the rhyme
combined with the timing of the thought
preoccupies the mind,
lyrically distracting the distraught
the terrified,
like sunrise
through a blood red stained glass window;

I understand the concept
but only as an abstract
served up for argument,
like beer and beans with relatives
whose only entertainment
is screaming at each other
when they're drunk;

I don't escape to poetry,
I wear it like a cape
that hangs impatiently
until I have the time
to wander on a windy moonlit night,
in search of joy
or pain,
it matters not
as long as together we go
dancing on the left hand of reality.

©2003 by icebox

BluesSerenade
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since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

1 posted 2003-05-26 01:25 AM

the mystery of the rhyme
combined with the timing of the thought
preoccupies the mind,
lyrically distracting the distraught
the terrified,
like sunrise
through a blood red stained glass window;

You are something else you know! How true your words ring~ I'm just glad to be going
and if I make some sense along the way, I'll chalk it up as an added bonus.

Good stuff icebox~

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

2 posted 2003-05-26 01:41 AM

BluesSerenade ~ Thank you for reading my poem and for your very kind comment.

[This message has been edited by icebox (05-26-2003 01:53 AM).]

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

3 posted 2003-05-26 02:21 AM

good write here, I enjoyed the read

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

4 posted 2003-05-26 12:14 PM

passing shadows ~ Thank you for reading and taking time to comment.

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

5 posted 2003-05-26 06:22 PM

I loved this line, profoundly truthful:

"I understand the concept
but only as an abstract"

it applies to so many encounters with 'reality'

Duncan
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since 2001-08-07

Posts 5455

6 posted 2003-05-26 08:15 PM

'I understand the concept
but only as an abstract
served up for argument,
like beer and beans with relatives
whose only entertainment
is screaming at each other
when they're drunk;

I don't escape to poetry,
I wear it like a cape
that hangs impatiently
until I have the time
to wander on a windy moonlit night,
in search of joy
or pain,
it matters not
as long as together we go
dancing on the left hand of reality.'

If I gushed, I would over your poetry.

The style, the content, the flow...I greatly enjoy them all.

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

7 posted 2003-05-26 08:28 PM

(smiles) This rings so very true, dearest friend, except I believe poetry is for everyone, and it is in everything, waiting to be grasped to correct the wrongs that are stamped in many places! (sigh) With the poetry all around us, we can make justice and raise not your right hand but your left to let them know your stance, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story

***Shakira***

snowpants
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since 2000-09-16

Posts 2061
KS

8 posted 2003-05-27 03:23 AM

"I don't escape to poetry,
I wear it like a cape
that hangs impatiently
until I have the time
to wander on a windy moonlit night,
in search of joy
or pain,
it matters not
as long as together we go
dancing on the left hand of reality."

oh yeah...I like the way you put that...very cool. Great write...

sp

just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our persian we call cajun on a wednesday...

icebox
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since 2003-05-03

Posts 4383
in the shadows

9 posted 2003-05-28 10:06 PM

Midnitesun ~ Now, reality is absolutely for the faint of heart! *smile*
Thank you for reading my poem and for commenting.

Duncan ~ I am glad you enjoy my poetry.  Thank you for reading it and for your comment.

Mistletoe Angel ~ Thank you for your continued support.  I appreciate it.

snowpants ~ Thank you for reading my poem.  I am glad you enjoyed it.

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