Open Poetry #27 |
How I've Come to Break |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Extract the skeleton, my bones are creeping. I step up to the microphone, heavy my voice in a deep tone. Melted mascara, the flesh burns and the eye heaves a sigh. Long before sight, there were clairvoyant fields. A charlatan psychic, she tells of the vertebrae.. And how I've come to break. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
What's the saying? crack a few eggs to make an omelet..guess the human equivalent is the break of spirit or maybe i just need a drink and some @%$#&%* sleep |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I think everyone has a few chips and missing pieces, some people just hold it together better than others. I enjoy your poetry very much Kaoru~ |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA |
Meghan..wow. I would add your pieces into my library one by one, but i think i'll just add your name and be done with it. I'm keeping them all! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
That's the image of me too speaking into a microphone! I enjoy your dichotomous way of writing--simplistic, yet complicated! Your poems are always an interesting read! Warm hugs, EA |
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JaiOfHeaven Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 207California, Usa |
lovely. I think everyone else has spoken for me. |
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