Open Poetry #34 |
Getting out of the Kitchen |
Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
The candle burns at both ends. Flame grows near, to scorch of hand. I reach for you to help me, an apparition of what I thought you were, of what I wanted you to be. I have lost track of whom put match to wick. Just knowing I want it to stop burning. I choose to let go and walk away. Letting the flame slowly burn out. Leaving me with blisters of my own invite, and scars to remember. "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
huggin you tight....and feeling the words with you.... The greatest beauty on earth, is |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Susan, Good strong write. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms susan wear the gloves and stay in the kitchen you look too good cookin!! |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
I sense the ache. You write it well. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. miscellanea |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Mxx into this night i wonder, it's morning that i dread, another day of knowing of, the path i fear to tread. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
well if you're playing in the kitchen, make sure the insurance is paid.. you've said you didn't cook.. nicely written ma'am... |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
I choose to let go and walk away. Letting the flame slowly burn out. Leaving me with blisters of my own invite, and scars to remember. yea, the scars, only comes when something burns so bright to start, do we have a choice? i wonder |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Oh wow..this is powerful! Eric |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
ouch |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The candle burns at both ends. Flame grows near, to scorch of hand. I reach for you to help me, an apparition of what I thought you were, of what I wanted you to be. ================================ ya knew the moth would understand this one... honest, emotional, powerful piece ... me thinks its time to order pizza Susan-girlie. ( ask Sen about all the pizza boyeeeeeeee fun we can have) LOL Poetry is emotion put into measure. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I sure do understand this. Hugs to you. Sometimes those utensils are just too hot. |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Thank you each and every one for your wonderful responses (and the humor!) I love you all... and looks like I am free this weekend, anyone up for a drink?? "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Well said - I liked the analogy and the delivery - 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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