Open Poetry #34 |
death by inches |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
talk thirsty sucking succulence I don't want you anymore I wish I could put you away and never have to think of more of all the varied rhyme of these: Here there is this lonely space talk thirsty and my dusty knees were once a hymn I sang to God once I sang to be forgave wavering my prayers treble oblique et tu (and you?) I pray, I pray, for you for you, my youth - I dug the grave and whistled moon: like the nails that bent soft wood traveling the under-route of the castle's fortitude grinning teeth of fated gate damn the throbbing absolute bobbing past the sleepy guard. Blot the bleed forgive my greed of all I-want-and-I-have-not god I feel so bad tonight the pores between the hairs are screams: Open open sesame! cask amontillado needs a rusty iron peg of dread death by inches has me beg just another day of dead broken at the knees. [This message has been edited by serenity blaze (01-22-2005 05:44 AM).] |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Karen?... This one hits hard and deep... I don't have the words... so just ... Love you, lady... |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Open open sesame! cask amontillado needs a rusty iron peg of dread ~*~ Why is it this makes me think that even though we lose, sometimes we still win? I don't know...but |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"k" I'll have the white omelette with crawfish tails in mozzarella (known as Zip's # 9 in the Cellar) and a nice Bloody Bull too, but make it translucent, if y'wanna see a tip. and um, yeah, the shrimp cocktail if you must, but? I prefer the fried crab claws breaded with parmesan and sharp white cheddar--garlic sauce--tell Tina at the bar I said "hey" too. and hey lady, this is for you...(fertive movements) |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
"...I sang to God once I sang to be forgave..." I have never found her in a forgiving mood, but then again it might just be the differences in gender. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
grin (I think she likes me.) I'll put in a word for you. *laughing* |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Thud! Excuse me. That was just my jaw hitting the floor. This is absolutely freakin' great. Loved it! Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
serenity, Of the two who has the coup? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
plain and simple, a powerful point "I don't want you anymore I wish I could put you away and never have to think of more of all the varied rhyme of these:" |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
A woeful write of a life walking backwards unconcerned at the destination but just going with the flow. See you made me think....I think. Poets against the war is redundant |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I pray, for you for you, my youth - I dug the grave and whistled moon: like the nails that bent soft wood traveling the under-route of the castle's fortitude grinning teeth of fated gate damn the throbbing absolute bobbing past the sleepy guard. Blot the bleed forgive my greed of all I-want-and-I-have-not god I feel so bad tonight the pores between the hairs are screams: ========================================== *heavy sigh* because you are so special to me, I can not read this and not feel you in every word, and want to hug you....and yet...because I respect your talent so, and am always awed by your gift of expression, I can not read your work, no matter what the confess of express and NOT be impressed by the depth of the talent... sometimes I feel like a (you know) cuz I read and know...but cant help but smile and shake me head and say damn... look at her go.... ya know? Among the kingdom of the winds ... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
hugging my Jan first thank you lady and happy anniversary wince that hurt today grin Evoc Verse? gotta watch the chin baby, that can smart, I know and hugging Richard too, just because I wasn't even sure what I was trying to say, and you summed it up so nicely for me. Thanks all, very much. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
the pores between the hairs are screams: WOW! so much said in the above line alone. Incredible you. Mxx and i knew in the crystalline knowledge of you ~Buckingham/Nicks |
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*Alli4000*
since 2004-03-21
Posts 3188The World of Poetry |
Wow...very powerful write... ~Alli~ Happy 2005! |
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Denise
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very powerful indeed. I can feel every word. Well done, Karen. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
you nailed much more than soft wood with this'un |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
damn the throbbing absolute bobbing past the sleepy guard. The depth of your expressions gives me vertigo... Great job! Love, Margherita |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
"Blot the bleed forgive my greed of all I-want-and-I-have-not god I feel so bad tonight the pores between the hairs are screams" you take those thoughts from my head that I could never articulate...and make them so real. and I adore you for it. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
I spent the weekend at this church camp with about 100 other kids... I helped out as a counselor with a small group but with my health I couldn't do most of the stuff so I'd head to the river. There was a tree there that leaned across the water and it's roots were spread out above ground... Usually saying you have bruised and splintered knees from praying is just a way to explain it... a metaphor, I guess. Not this time. Didn't mean to go off on my own subject in trying to tell you how great your poetry is. Just wanted to find a way to say that I get it. And I love it. Always, Alyssa He was a man of sorrows ...I am a girl of tears. |
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