Open Poetry #32 |
Midnight Breakfast |
Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Midnight Breakfast By: Noah Eaton 5/2/04 . . . . . . . whatever you call it, . . . it was never emancipation, . . . walking with feet of clay, . . . spilling blood, . . . the ghost of a fist, . . . still rattles in the coffin, . . . has history ever had a proper burial, . . . can we tell the graveyard apart from the jungle... . . . . . Can we re-align, . . . can we take it in stride, . . . without having to make a compromise... . . . . . can we come back together, . . . can we serve midnight breakfast, . . . can we anesthetize the dinner? . . . . . . . So they say there are hawks, . . . and then there are doves, . . . some say we keep making it better, . . . while others see it's only gotten worse, . . . I scream from the top of my lungs, . . . why can't we act out of love, . . . they say actions mean more than words, . . . and that's why we have guns... . . . . . but can they really help us re-align, . . . can they help us take it in stride, . . . without having to make a compromise... . . . . . can we come back together, . . . can we serve midnight breakfast, . . . can we anesthetize the dinner? . . . . . I see a world raped, . . . but not torn apart, . . . our eyes flicker like lightbulbs, . . . but we're still aware how to take it to heart, . . . there's no waiting line, . . . in volunteering here, . . . let's close up the mausoleum, . . . and let the hatchet rest, . . . can't you see it's beautiful, . . . without the eye shadow, . . . all birds know how to fly, . . . we both know how to fly, . . . . . so let's re-align, . . . let's take it in stride, . . . let's get through it without making a compromise, . . . . . and we come back together, . . . we can serve midnight breakfast, . . . and anesthetize the dinner... . . . . . CAN WE RE-ALIGN, can we take it in stride, can't we let the anger subside, . . . CAN WE COME BACK TOGETHER, can we serve midnight breakfast, and forget about dinner? . . . . . Hope deferred, makes the heart grow sick, give us your hands, and I'll take you in... . . . I SAID HOPE DEFERRED, makes the heart grow sick, GIVE US YOUR HANDS, and I'll take you in... . . . . . . . . . . . . . "You'll find something that's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20 |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
i like your point of view...good strong message nicely done Can you hear my cries, can you hear my pleads, will you watch me burn...or would you bleed for me? |
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blackandwhitehorizon Member
since 2003-05-05
Posts 183an akward state of mind |
i really like this! |
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devinechild22 Senior Member
since 2002-08-28
Posts 571 |
Your poetry is so beautiful and moving. You are such a talented and wonderful person. You have a beautiful soul. I highly enjoyed this. *Allison* |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
Everything you write is so moving that it causes me to think even deeper then I already have. You are exceptional. Sauni:)The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Noah... thank you |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I agree, Noah, we must not lose hope! |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Strong words and format. Woderfully done Noah! "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Wonderfully powerful write Noah! Well said m'friend. Hugs~ ~ Lost in you, I found myself. ~ |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Your words have wings and they fly high and free like the birdies! Love makes the world go 'round! Peace, Love, Light & Harmony, Linda |
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