Open Poetry #27 |
Not my Own |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I've always admired the strength and not the speed. And how I howl judgements so eagerly, who do I think I am? I just get so angry, so frustrated. I want to peel back and scream your name into the parts of me that hate. I'm so tired of being ignored by an ever reclusive spider trying to spin my words around and give them to me in a form that is not my own. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
good,,, A voice of honesty |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
I've always admired the strength and not the speed. And how I howl judgements so eagerly, who do I think I am? loving these words and thoughts. I too admire the strength, speed is lacking sometimes, in thought. |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Meghan, this is a very thought-provoking poem. I enjoyed reading it. Hugs Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you know I love this one! in the library! |
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Local Rebel Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-21
Posts 5767Southern Abstentia |
quote: this talent is truly your own... Don't tell me to get a life -- I have one on backorder. [This message has been edited by Local Rebel (07-13-2003 01:02 PM).] |
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