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On the Hoof - I'll write it as I sit here
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On the Hoof - I'll write it as I sit here |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Talent will not draw nothing but blood You scream in the night and day Enough Protect me, forgive me, I didn't want these words And the ant with a silver shoes Trundles around your world Tears on a keyboard care for words You can't stand in reality You heard o'h you heard Curtains shut Heat kept in Hands aching For what Some idea of glory Some soul forsaken lost Some cliche Ticking And still the dreams of words Echo around my brain Everytime I start again I am Never the same ++End of Words++ Now I do what I said to someone - go into the poem and drive it from the inside. Blood screaming enough forgiveness Words my horse could write Silver shoes mother's words A fisherwoman's fingers maimed Reality shutting curtains Because glory is forsaken By the Grandfather Clock And the world is stirred Not shaken Now I do w |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
Dave...I like your style alot...I look forward to your posts because you are very creative and dare to be different... You start the poem off with a borderline double negative....very gutsey aye needs work but 'tis an unpolished gem fur shure, your light shines. Your a hellof a poet friend. |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
i find myself having to reread your work a few times for it to sink in,,,,,your words,,,,and wintertoa,,,,are alike in many ways,,,,,both leave you thinking Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I have to agree with the above comments |
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