Dark Poetry #4 |
Green Crow |
River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
He was a boy gasping to grasp meaning purpose hope to hold in a gray plastic world something shadowed his reality smudged all the lines stole him away and said everything was fine The hawk craft fluttering steady heart-song shifting to shallow past drifting concept of right wrong Drilling fog of the emotion slipping further to the cracks to find himself lost trailing some twisted cause "A butterfly in a bottle a picture crying to be captured" my swift angel bird simply he draws these pages calligraphy lined bloody ink soft window complex room a view of melody rumbling aurafied air Honest words that take me higher I offered incense for his name toxic fumes and fire Green Crow Shock me, break me Green can see. drop me, shake me now this bird is free. **Craig if you thought this was for you, you're right, it is ** |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Again you mastered the metaphoric imagery. This was engrossing! Here, here!! Lose one friend... Lose all friends... Lose Yourself... |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Holy crap. Yeah when I was reading I found just about the majority of it fit quite well into the memories of what I was, and at times still haunt my head like a small prison filled with smoke from a roll of nicotine paper. And something I haven't told you to my knowledge anyway is the crow. There was another geometrically round shaped group of individuals that were imparted with that very same flying beast of black plummage that weren't exactly refered to as co-containers of electric vibe. I told you. You have got to let me see those wings one day. I'm willing to bet their beautifully and brilliantly shaped with a span that must at least near reaching the floor while tucked away behind your back. I love you as the true angel you are. And this is posted for all to see because I have no shame about feeling this way. Thank you. -GIS add, duh, lol He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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Purity Senior Member
since 2001-11-20
Posts 526Once Upon, USA |
Two quick things.. "If dreaming is real, and the only illusion is life, then a beautiful mind creates it own existence, despite the odds..." GIS - that's you, friend...AND, there is no need for shame or explanation in a response such as yours to River's beautiful dedication. The response was one of the most endearing ever, and served to make me read this one over and over again out of mutual respect for poet and subject! psst- and I share the love, you know (both) Lose one friend... Lose all friends... Lose Yourself... |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
It makes them happy. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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EveGnosis Member
since 2002-02-21
Posts 300New York, USA |
river, this was one the best poems i have ever read. i, too, am in that world of grey plastic. i'll always need a friend, one i can defend. |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
wow. Sensational, really. The part with the butterfly in the bottle was my favourite, brilliance. |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
*blush* Craig I took out a line you should see... "You said I was yours, no...your mine* ha ha, in other words, If I am an angel, then you are one too that's why I wrote about you =) and every one else? ....*blush* ...thanks! ...I love you too, lol. - River "Stained by the sun, I can see colors...colors of mercy washing over me." - 3 Minutes From Home |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Sweet. I'm going to get to fly and brush my angel fluff all over you. hehe. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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