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The Madness Of Memories And Moonlight Migraine
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The Madness Of Memories And Moonlight Migraine |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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I don't suppose I'll ever know if my life was right or wrong; it has been so long that I have carried these memories that I would lose all balance, if I ever put them down. A doctor told me recently that a headache lasting forty years is more than just a headache... what could I say? "Yeah, I guess that's true; now can I have my god damned note... to make the headache go away at least for an hour maybe two... because I'm too little for the world to trust by myself today... to know how to take care of myself this way... and maybe get some sleep." There was a time, when just a few of us, really just a few of us, held the human world quite literally in our fingers waiting to see which way the winds might blow; now I'm too little don't you know to be trusted.... It's quiet on the beach here all alone at night; I don't mind telling you how right it makes me feel, walking free... watching night gulls reel above the phosphorescent waves just at the crest, reading evening menus in the foam. ...I don't mind admitting how far I am from home.... There's just no way to measure how long I've had to roam to figure out how much of this living has been real. Sometimes, on these quiet nights I'd like to lay down on the moonlight, on the shiny broken shells that once had sheltered life, tell the world to go to hell, let the tidal swell wash over me take me out to sea and send me on my way... but tomorrow is another day and I always liked a soft cliché, so I'll keep walking ‘til the dawn breaks and I've got nothing left to say.... ©2004 by icebox |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox I have not had to deal with a constant pain like that, but I have loved ones who do, and I feel for them, and you. I sure hope you feel better in the morning.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"It's quiet on the beach here all alone at night; I don't mind telling you how right it makes me feel, walking free... watching night gulls reel above the phosphorescent waves just at the crest, reading evening menus in the foam." Had to catch just one of the beautiful stanzas here....just to reiterate its shimmering image. Do you hear my jaw dropping in awe? Hope your headache ceases. ...jo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I guess it's all we can do |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
it's not such a lonely beach, m'friend |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I don't suppose I'll ever know if my life was right or wrong; it has been so long that I have carried these memories that I would lose all balance, if I ever put them down. ============================= because I'm too little for the world to trust by myself today... ============================= There was a time, when just a few of us, really just a few of us, held the human world quite literally in our fingers waiting to see which way the winds might blow; now I'm too little don't you know to be trusted.... It's quiet on the beach here all alone at night; I don't mind telling you how right it makes me feel, walking free... watching night gulls reel above the phosphorescent waves just at the crest, reading evening menus in the foam. =============================== Sometimes, on these quiet nights I'd like to lay down on the moonlight, on the shiny broken shells that once had sheltered life, tell the world to go to hell, =============================== youre not "too little" ... you just know more than most...and that intimidates them... I recall once you sharing that you have a hard time with compliments... so rather than my usual mothy worship... I'll let your impressive words above speak for me and just be grateful I got to read them. We believe the past could be undone...but time always reveals ... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
icebox, but tomorrow is another day and I always liked a soft cliché, so I'll keep walking ‘til the dawn breaks and I've got nothing left to say.... That about sais it. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"Sometimes, on these quiet nights I'd like to lay down on the moonlight, on the shiny broken shells that once had sheltered life, tell the world to go to hell, let the tidal swell wash over me take me out to sea and send me on my way... but tomorrow is another day and I always liked a soft cliché, so I'll keep walking ‘til the dawn breaks and I've got nothing left to say...." Yes...me to.  I am selfish, I would rather have you here. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Morning sir.... please signify your being as a gift, and be not hurt by others, for it is their fear of your wide forehead which frightens them, you know things they don't and probably will never know or understand...you are quit significant and most assuridly a gift. As is your artisitic talent, which you gift us. hugs, hope your doing well today. I'm sending along some good ol Pennsylvania sun to warm your thoughts. |
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