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Kaoru
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where the wild flowers grow

0 posted 2004-06-19 03:04 AM



Morning,
summer wings shiver.

I felt consumed by the sun,
held onto too tightly.
I missed my miserable circulation.

Watching my
nimble limbs
wave in the wind.

Insignificancy
is a disease,
contagious and
an assassination of
the soul.

I am writhing in
painful realization,
that I am not worth

the blood.



© Copyright 2004 Meghan Armitage - All Rights Reserved
Kevo
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1 posted 2004-06-19 03:14 AM


Very deep write.  Abundance of vivid pictures here.  You have a beautiful way of painting painful pictures of yourself.  So, I have this to offer.  I love the poem.  It brims with the talent of an incredibly gifted, talented, and feeling writer.  With all of those traits lifting you from the ashes how can you possibly feel insignificant.  To the contrary, I find nothing insignificant about you here at all.  I only find the brilliance of a gifted, intelligent poet.

Wishing you would take another look in the mirror,

Kevin

wornways
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2 posted 2004-06-19 03:24 AM


I like little writes like this. This is a little piece of writing I can relate to. How often have I thought to myself, "cripes, I'm not worth the oxygen in my blood cells." Then it dawns on me, I'm only one out of nearly 7 billion human beings with self-worth issues. If we're all not worth the blood within our veins, I'm sure nature will make sure she corrects the problem soon enough. Until then, I've realized that, well, here I am, might as well see what can be done with this existence. Who knows? Maybe something really positive and contributive can come of it.

--
I no longer ask who I am, or even what I am. It has dawned on me that there are no answers to such questions, except for our feeble-minded notions

passing shadows
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3 posted 2004-06-19 05:00 AM


I relate but how sad
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4 posted 2004-06-19 05:01 AM


This is a very fine personal poem, and one that finds you looking introverted, i agree with Kevin, take another look in the mirror.
When i feel like this i look at how lucky i am, to have food, clothing, shelter and good health.How many on this earth can say they have that?The basic things in life are being denied to fellow human beings, i dont look too introverted anymore....thank you for the words..

Goldenrose.

''Death where is thy sting? Love where is thy glory?'' William Shakespeare.

Ericc
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5 posted 2004-06-19 01:42 PM


Wow...!!!!

Eric

iliana
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6 posted 2004-06-19 02:05 PM


Karou, actually, my take is a little different from most above.  I find that reaching this point is necessary in our realization of how very blessed life is; from that humbled state, we can see things differently -- the miracle of maybe not being worth it, but despite that, we have this gift and the cosmos embraces us no matter how unworthy or small we see ourselves.  All a bit overwhelming. Great write.   .....jo  
Susan
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7 posted 2004-06-19 02:06 PM


What sorrow and saddness.  Goldenrose is on track.  Our level of self is determined by our comparisons.  If we compare to what we wish for, we want, if we compare to what we have as compared to others, we realize our true state of being.  Kevo is also right.  You write with depth and talent.  And your worth is great in the sight of those who love you.  Look into the mirror and love thyself, for thou art beautiful.

Susan

The whole of the Universe resides within each individual heart.

inkedgoddess
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8 posted 2004-06-19 08:19 PM


no need to lecture
this is a mood, a very valid one, and you speak of it exquisitely

Honeybee
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9 posted 2004-06-19 10:33 PM


Damn, this hits me hard tonight...I relate all too well and marvel at how well you write.  Damn.

Melissa~

Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world!

gemjop
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10 posted 2004-06-24 08:46 AM


Watching my
nimble limbs
wave in the wind.

Insignificancy
is a disease,
contagious and
an assassination of
the soul.

Meg, you catch my breath every time, damn you. Dark and beautiful, and so honest.


vandana
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11 posted 2004-06-24 10:22 AM


enjoyed
Cpat Hair
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12 posted 2004-06-24 10:42 AM


Insignificancy
is a disease,
contagious and
an assassination of
the soul.

I am writhing in
painful realization,
that I am not worth

the blood.
hun, I beg to disagree with you here... you're worth more than you know...


Susan Caldwell
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13 posted 2004-06-24 01:16 PM


*nodding at Ron*

agreed.

Meg~ You are inspire, talent, solice, and beauty all rolled into one.  And you give all that with just your words...

Amazing.

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

LeeJ
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14 posted 2004-06-24 01:21 PM


Insignificancy
is a disease,
contagious and
an assassination of
the soul.


Whewww, what a write!

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