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LETTING GO
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
LETTING GO Black and blue Rotting flesh What can I do to escape your grasp? The wind carries your soul My mind is your tomb Liquid flesh dripping on the carpet Liquid flesh to mark a passing Old life Tired eyes now gone Maggots crawl as flies buzz Filling my mind with memories As tunnel vision comes No longer here Yet it seems you never left Cries in the night call out your name As the wind slips through the trees Cats sing to your passing Forever do I grieve. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
Seems to me that no passing reader dares to tread on the memories soon to be un dead. That was a powerful peace tho a little graphic and to me is exactly how it should be. Abbeon The world behind these thoughtful eyes, caution may seem crazy. |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Once again I thank you. This poem is sad for the fact that it is based upon my first encounter of finding a dead body. It was an old woman I had adopted as a surragate grandmother I discovered her 3 weeks after she had crossed over. Hence the graphic writing. |
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Verg Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 52Colorado |
WOW thats like all i can say that was deep and the maggots part kinda made my skin crawl but It was great. |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Yeah I know. Still I wrote what I saw and still feel today. Glad you liked it. |
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moondogz Member
since 2007-05-01
Posts 397Great White North |
Very well said Seeker, my Grandmother passed over one night while I was supposed to be sort of taking care of her...I went out to a club and got really drunk, came home and passed out...my young cousin was sitting in for me...she tried to wake me up and couldn't...oops. Anyway, I could really relate to this. For years (to many to count) I dreamed I was at Grannies place and she was alive and well...maybe just my guilt, thanks for the memories(I think..) |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Damn man.... thats sad. I hope the poem didn't dredge up any old memories best forgotten. |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
Seeker.... you're amazing. Graphic is a good thing, for the record. I truly truly adore you! Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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moondogz Member
since 2007-05-01
Posts 397Great White North |
not to worry Seeker...twas an excellent write. |
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