Open Poetry #26 |
Cunning |
Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
~Cunning Deceptively Polishing own halo Behind curtain of dishonor Inflicting pain where it does not belong Cutting caustically to bone Holier than thou act Deceptively Cunning~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This defiently describes my ex Greg. Great poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Marge, my friend...I'm honestly not sure what to make of this one, so just... Love ya, ~Me "...until you have read the verse on his heart, you have not truly met the poet. ~vlraynes [This message has been edited by vlraynes (06-05-2003 09:32 PM).] |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Remind me not to make you mad at me, okay? *S* Forget which is mightier... your pen IS a sword when you want it to be. *S* Major OUCH here... written so well. *S* |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
wow this says it all!!!! Poetry is a vision that portrays ones impressions.QjQ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I don't think I have to ask. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Julie~ Sorry to hear that ... guess that's why he's an 'ex', huh ? Thanks for reading~ VickyMyFriend~ Ummmm, 'nice rictameter' ? LOL ! Ahhh, you know that I am a myriad of muses at work. Blesaka brought me a black diamond~ Of course there are those who wouldn't understand even that ... but, I know you do~ Thankee, gal~ SweetSuthernGal~ 'Mad', Moi ? Oh no dear lady ... only accurate~ Remember that little Injun trick I showed you ? QJQ~ Okay ! Thanks for reading and replying~ Dixie~ Probably not dear lady~ Those who might see themselves in the mirror, need to really 'see' themselves ! *Huglets* to all~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Margie girl darling heart sister all I can say is when you sketch a portrait it is stunningly well written. They cut her soul, ripped her dreams With wordy swords and hateful themes She hadn’t walked upright for long She’d only just learnt to sing hopes song But those around her didn’t try To understand her heart’s sad cry They simply pushed her against the wall Then shot her dead and watched her fall An execution it was no less An act of pitiful cowardice To beat a soul who knew not why She was thrust into the dark to cry Alone again she waits for peace Or for the pain of their hurt to cease The moral of this little tale Is give hope and love and do not fail For what you give you will get back So don’t be cruel or your soul will lack The touch of truth all love and light And your soul will live in endless night Marsha Love and warm stuff As always Mushy Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OhMarshaLove~ You paint a pretty good word-portrait yourself girl friend~ Peace come to those who are deserving~ At least you and I know we can breathe a *sigh* of relief in the peace we've found~ You've a heart as big as they come~ I love you~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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