Open Poetry #33 |
Hideaway |
soul drifter Senior Member
since 2004-09-08
Posts 711Colorado |
Hideaway Sleeping warmly 'neath angry violet skies dreaming a world of my own the guitar player plays a borrowed tune and the ragged rain falls on the street singing in tune with my mind crying, honey I want your love but baby why are you so hard on me? waking dazed at the wheel crawling into my hideaway painting the morning with bad coffee unopened letters on the floor uninvited pigeons at the window I'm propped up against the radiator Blonde On Blonde spinning in the next room my last cigarette's smoke curls into a fog around me reminding me of London, 1961 kissing your gypsy eyes all over all over, all through the night when the cold would bite at me and I'd paint stars on your dress now I paint scars on my wall broken ugly poetry no one will see my face feeling heavy from the bags under my eyes the turntable irritating me but I just slump over my knees and think about you and think about us and cry over you and lie to myself about who I am and I think about you leave me alone won't you leave me alone the hallway is too big the sunlight is angry at me my bed is whispering to me but I'll just fall away right here and now "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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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
now I paint scars on my wall broken ugly poetry no one will see Well, I beg to differ...over and above there will be many who reads your poetry and it is sheer beauty...that any human being would be honored to read and know. |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
wow-- so many wonderful lines and emotions fill this.... ~~*~~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
rich with imagery |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
wow...this brought a black-and-white-photograph image of sorrow to my eyes... "and I'd paint stars on your dress now I paint scars on my wall" damn.. heavy poem...**feeling you** **babygirL** |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I was swept into the current of your out-pouring of thoughts and feelings. Very visual ~ and highly expressive. Sending you a warm, comforting hug, EA |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
You have painted a vivid picture of solitude and sorrow in these words. The images are rich, and your style has added such depth to the content, evoking a spiritual response as I read. All prayers and blessing. TD |
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