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Brian McKeon
Junior Member

since 2000-04-20

Posts 14
Rochester, NY USA

0 posted 2000-05-11 10:59 AM

I've written all these years for you,
but never knew you'd come along
toiled in a deadly sleep of hemlock dreams
without a song.
Can I cry an entrance?
Can I cry, a sweet "hello"?
Cry, because you've come to me
and rescued this lost soul.
Kiss; we become whole and fresh
and press together flesh on flesh
and stare in eyes of green and blue
and let two hearts confess; confess.
In to these arms I've run to hide
from all the beatings of this life
to lay down quiet, like a child
and swim out of this churning tide.
No, it's not my mother's arms
no need to deconstruct this rhyme
not some strange, symbolic stew
or stream of conscious, to unwind.
This rhyme is true to heart and mind
and speaks of something sound in me.
A long, lost, love that never was
a dream that's become real to me.
A blessed, holy stream you be
that beckons me to bathe in peace
and stop the fumbling, awkward steps
that loneliness procured in me.
A stand, that has it's roots in me
and offers sweet, sweet, sanity
from unsung nights of reckless deeds
that shined The Devil's, vanity.

B.A.M.

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

1 posted 2000-05-11 11:58 AM

Can I cry an entrance?
Can I cry, a sweet "hello"?
Cry, because you've come to me
and rescued this lost soul.
Kiss; we become whole and fresh
and press together flesh on flesh
and stare in eyes of green and blue
and let two hearts confess; confess.
In to these arms I've run to hide
from all the beatings of this life
to lay down quiet, like a child

---------------
This rhyme is true to heart and mind
and speaks of something sound in me.
A long, lost, love that never was
a dream that's become real to me.
A blessed, holy stream you be
that beckons me to bathe in peace
and stop the fumbling, awkward steps
that loneliness procured in me.
A stand, that has it's roots in me
and offers sweet, sweet, sanity
from unsung nights of reckless deeds
that shined The Devil's, vanity.
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WOW!!!!!
this is amazing...truly
excellent writing here...
take a bow for this one!!
im going back for another read.
take care, jm

It's amazing
How you make your face just like a wall
How you take your heart and turn it off
How I turn my head and you lose it all ...
And it's unnerving
How one move just puts me by myself
There you go just trusting someone else
Now I know I put us both through hell ...
I'm not sayin
That there was nothing wrong
I just didn't think you'd ever get tired of me
And I'm not sayin
We ever had the right to hold on
I just didn't wanna let you get away from me.
~MB20~Leave

Joel the wolf
Senior Member

since 2000-04-06

Posts 1333
Angels Camp

2 posted 2000-05-12 12:19 PM

You've got a good one here kid.
Very good.
I enjoyed every word. and every meaning.
Joel.

I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel.

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