Open Poetry #33 |
A New Bachelor’s Ramblings |
soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
A New Bachelor’s Ramblings I’m packing my emotional baggage for the steaming silver train oh blessed winter here I come, wearing a t-shirt that says, “I survived this relationship and all I got was this afterlife”. Now it’s boarding time, it’s forward time for my eyes it’s biding time for the mental welfare line and I’m crying my smiles into this window but the scenery doesn’t notice my hollow breath art. Instead dark trees pirouette with their leafy brood so I’m in no mood for things to remind me of you Soon, soon, it’s the frozen brake’s release that keeps this market fresh heart wrapped in velveteen. Do the wool gloves let on to the world of my crippled hands? Emptier without a ring, without a thing weighing it down, but my newfound face of a clown. Really, it’s all a blunder to have no wonder to see in your face anymore, even if I’ve been staring at your graduation picture for so long now, but for so long, how could I have known? This is the way November winds have blown ever since we called that night a day and packed this diorama affair away, without a blue ribbon to declare the winner Tell me, who’s the greater sinner? No, don’t answer that. Just tell me this, oh vision of my beating heart collision, where is the remains of us? On the wind? Shall I breathe us in? Is it hazardous to my health or is there a wealth of secrets in this kamikaze portrait in all the sky? Just lie to me and tell me to try. Anyway, this is my stop, this is the spot, this is my life, better off without a wife, I could very well say. But who’s to say? "Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, and tell them; and the truth of truths is love." --Philip James Bailey |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
An extraordary flow of emotion and insight... Applaud your skill and healing... All Good Wishes, TD |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Ouch - power packed emotion and heck of a ramble - excellent. Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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