Open Poetry #27 |
Something Is Wrong |
Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
the realization that something is wrong dives in for landing at odd times like when you wake up too early with a headache clinging like last night's tears and you think of breakfast in terms of ice cream bars and orange juice. You're afraid to walk with bare feet into the yard lest something dark tunnel into your soul finding entrance on the bottom of your foot pummeling your mood before it has a chance to breath the sunshine. When you begin to think that you see the night's bad dreams standing over your shoulder waiting to lull you back to sleep to further dine on whatever morsel of sanity and peace of mind you might have left. See the shadows fall darker hiding you where no one will ever find you again? its that small corner where something waits with a black crayon waiting to scribble with glee over whatever is left of the color in your heart. the realization that something is wrong stumbles through the door at odd times like when you're sitting here waiting for the next bad thing to happen. Late at night you'll come crawling back |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Hey, I really, really liked this... Great job... And that something wrong use to stumble into my door all the time... Susan C. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Just dropped in for a few quick reads and LO! this was the very first piece in the forum...enjoyed it mucho my friend...very well written. jwesley |
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Moonlight Romeo
since 2001-09-10
Posts 982The heart of you |
I like what you have done here. It would seem that “realization” is a bit drunk at times, and requires strange foods in the morning. Very unique, just as you. Thank you. Peace is the only battle worth waging. --- Albert Camus [This message has been edited by Moonlight Romeo (07-15-2003 03:15 PM).] |
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JaiOfHeaven Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 207California, Usa |
eerie...made me think of a hole in my foot and spiritually being eaten away by someone " dun dun DUNNNN". Could've sworn I felt the crayon coloring on my heart...unique...eerie... |
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