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Hold Me Up, Sharon
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Hold Me Up, Sharon |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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What is near is not a companion It becomes dark, the anticipation Looking out an upstairs window Lost in screeching flooding terror Falling, falling, small refuge, sea-less wind I pretend not to know this dark stranger Hiding my eyes, pretending to ignore Hoping to balm my spirit and flesh So hungry for the foretaste of life Taking mass quantities of vitamin C Light & grace dancing without me…tonight And the stars, my stars now a bloodied mass Reaching out in paleness to my crimson sun Drowning water lilies shut their eyes I have yet to smell the fragrance of dewy hours In this strangling cell, this hoar of fate Holding my small room under water I fight all malformed shadows, loosing the battle When the clock strikes, it will be sharper Then I’ve ever known, and I wonder round the moon Peering out from behind a jealous door On an uncharted course I’ve never been before Crows watch from outside my window With that one dead curious black-holed eye Afraid to face the wintry grave in rain The anguished voices moving closer every day The starved and homeless in the street outside Beckon me to their side of the track I take it step by step, going down for one more round But I see a golden crown in the distance |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Just chalk it up to a bad day. LOL  |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
wow. That's so the way life is sometimes..BUT, the golden crown is in the distance and that is what makes all the difference.  |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"And the stars, my stars now a bloodied mass Reaching out in paleness to my crimson sun Drowning water lilies shut their eyes I have yet to smell the fragrance of dewy hours In this strangling cell, this hoar of fate Holding my small room under water" Oh, my gosh, LeeJ. The pain in this. I suffer from degenerative arthritis so I know how it gets sometimes. But, that last line of the poem....yes!  ....jo |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Live Love and Die for the “Golden Crown” You have a lot to share, “Just do it.” Wonderful write Lee J. So enjoyed the read. JL  She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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