Open Poetry #33 |
consumed |
jennirey Member
since 2002-01-24
Posts 198North Richland HillsTx |
My Muse is whispering loudly through the leaves this morning. I close my eyes and let the sapphire clouded memories of you take seed. Driving to work today, I watched the Sun rising. An orange blob in its entire half moon splendor, I squinted and thought of it as more of an annoyance. This is how I feel about the clouded memories I have of you. I can only see the blinding capabilities you hold over me. I have to squint to remind myself of where I am going. . If I nurture this seed that is once again growing in my brain, Will I once again become consumed? |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I squinted and thought of it as more of an annoyance. This is how I feel about the clouded memories I have of you. Hey Jennirey, Enjoyed this very much.... the lines above especially spoke to me. cuz fate is not just whose cooking smells good |
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quatro Member
since 2003-04-29
Posts 392Galveston, Texas |
Cool write! Muses are that way sometimes. I like these lines the best. quatro "Driving to work today, I watched the Sun rising. An orange blob in its entire half moon splendor, I squinted and thought of it as more of an annoyance. This is how I feel about the clouded memories I have of you." |
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