Open Poetry #31 |
This New |
Kazm Member
since 2003-11-13
Posts 99 |
Suddenly the room is shaped wrong. Or am I shaped wrong? We were comfortable, now nothing fits Your eyes don’t rest easy on me anymore; strange new angles in your glance Your voice surged from laughing friend to serious, to intense, then something else And so the world redefines us in an instant no more easy company our friendship opened like paint and spread to cover this new form, envelop this new space, color this new love Kaz |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Very good poem! I like the way you present it! Grover. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
WOW! Excellent write Kaz! Love the presentation as well. Hugs~ ~ Whatever our souls are made of, |
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choshi Senior Member
since 2004-01-01
Posts 1184New York |
I really appreciate how you convey this relation between changing feelings and your perceptions of the environment....beautiful integration! ~P |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And so the world redefines us in an instant And nothing will ever be the same. *S* That can be a bit disconcerting... but isn't it wonderful? *S* I like this very much! *S* |
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