Open Poetry #29 |
18 Hours |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Cowardly, flattened beyond humiliation Rain falling steadily on hopes I dance with the storm today There a man arrives on horseback Leaping down, frustrated and burned, yet he is A burly warm-faced man checking space speaking no words, yet The message was clear I wear frayed and filthy rages Scarred, broken, a nobody Living in the blur of moment Why should I care so...I shouldn't Empty hours stall away from one Humid Sunday late in August Wearing advertisements for shoes Vitamins and coffee tutoring Do the lessons escape me like a slave Upon empty hours stained So much for Vitamin "C" In a muffled roar while seated on a large stone My freckles disappear, and the trinity Soothing away, pulling me close Telling me to keep my mouth shut When will I ever listen? If I could only find 18 hours, impeccably spoken The entire world over, just 18 hours when The fiddle begins to soften for all, everywhere there is music...fathers dancing with sons...mothers laughing, combing their daughters hair, there is great harmony in the air...children retaining innocence... Foretold is the ship like well kept hair… Once again I am awaken to my over zealous aloofness |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
there are days we dance with the storm... and days we are flooded by all it drops on us... |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
"In a muffled roar while seated on a large stone My freckles disappear, and the trinity Soothing away, pulling me close Telling me to keep my mouth shut When will I ever listen? If I could only find 18 hours, impeccably spoken The entire world over, just 18 hours when The fiddle begins to soften for all, everywhere" Loved it... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Enjoyed very much one of your best. |
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