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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
We all build walls To keep us "safe" With hearts of Mud, or glass, or tin The mud heart melts To ennui's wave With naught to drive There's naught to save The heart of glass Is often battered And by love's fist Is easily shattered The tin-made heart Is my desire Though dented, pierced and dunned I'll get by 'neath A gel-glow moon My broken tin heart Whistles broken tin tunes That float weakly over The wall I have built And tugs your hurt's blade Driven in to the hilt Your pain is forever Hurt's handle Tune holds And tries to ease suffering Till my hands Death folds DB ------------------ The moon was bright overhead when I reembarked in the pinnace to return to my ship. A chill night breeze came whispering down from the depths of the valley, and suddenly the place was full of ghosts,-shadows of men alive and dead,- my own among them. ========Mutiny on the Bounty==== ========Nordhoff and Hall==== |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
My broken tin heart Whistles broken tin tunes. You are a Playwright today of broken hearts. I'm so glad you found this forum  Me ------------------ Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Painful rendition, Deep Blue, Hit very hard with this one. Reminds me of the not too distant past me thinks. In your own words, Mahalo. michael |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Hauntingly beautiful. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
Jen - thank you, you have been locked on for a while now, you know my thoughts. Michael - you have been as close as I have found to a literary big brother and I thank you for your pursuit of perfection that drives me to get beyond where I am. Watcher - You are the watcher, thanks for taking a walk in the mindgarden. DB ------------------ He grew away from old associations and saw something new in life and humanity. Secondarily, he made close acquaintance with phenomena which he had before known but darkly - the seasons in their moods, morning and evening, night and noon, winds in their different tempers, trees, waters and mists, shades and silences, and the voices of inanimate things. ========Thomas Hardy===== |
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