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Dark Poetry #4

Insane Beach

Brigid WillowKeeper
Member

since 2003-08-24

Posts 88
OHIO IN USA

0 posted 2003-09-24 10:09 PM

I sit in a white padded room
And I fly away
In my head there plays a little tune
That brings a brand new day

I feel the bugs crawling
Crawling in my skin
The bugs sing their song
For they are my next of kin

I lay in the white hot sand
Of a quaint little beach
Ropes bind my hands
Chains bind my feet

I lay on the beach so lifeless
I can move no more
I am rooted by insanity so heartless
I smell the rising of the shore

I am drowning in mentality
Insane bubbles come from my mouth
Morbid fish surround me
I try, TRY with all my might to shout.

I diminish and sink into the south.

-Brigid WillowKeeper

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2003-09-25 09:03 AM

is this one for the speech?

what a subject...

how are you doing?

hugs
M

Insomniac Cat
Member

since 2003-09-23

Posts 69
The Land of the Dadaists

2 posted 2003-09-25 07:46 PM

Excellent! I love poems like this, and your presentation is awesome. I like the ending...

"I am drowning in mentality
Insane bubbles come from my mouth
Morbid fish surround me
I try, TRY with all my might to shout.

I diminish and sink into the south."

The last line is a killer; wraps it up with a sense of utter finality.

It is better to leave a vessel unfilled, than to attempt to carry it when it is full. - Tao Te Ching

Brigid WillowKeeper
Member

since 2003-08-24

Posts 88
OHIO IN USA

3 posted 2003-09-25 10:00 PM

It is a poem for the speech, Maureen. The speech is going great! I wrote two poems for it, one from the insane sister's eyes. (I am putting this one at the beginning because at the end the sister gets better, this is her peak.) I also wrote one from the little sister's eyes about hope. (It will go towards the end.) I am guarenteed a great place in tournaments with this...not to brag or anything.

And you will weep
When you face THE END alone
You are lost
You can never go home

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