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Krawdad
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since 2001-01-03

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0 posted 2004-11-13 02:09 AM

                 day 247

                 doom

                 I hear so many echoes in this room
                 From all these poets shouting down their doom
                 Some throw up angry words in great dismay
                 Perhaps to keep their demons well at bay
                 And others write of counting price and cost
                 Of living with the loves they've won and lost

                 I hear so many echoes in this room
                 From all these poets shouting down their doom
                 Some give up secrets of their many lives
                 They could not tell their husbands or their wives
                 And others write confused and so obscure
                 Their words will not be helpful as a cure

                 I hear so many echoes in this room
                 From all these poets shouting down their doom
                 Some store up lines then spew them in a burst
                 As if to cast out spells that have them cursed
                 And others chronical the worst of fears
                 That haunt them now and will for many years

                 I hear so many echoes in this room
                 From all these poets shouting down their doom

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

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displaced

1 posted 2004-11-13 03:31 AM

I am one shouting, yes, I admit

a good write here, thought-provoking indeed

Poet deVine

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2 posted 2004-11-13 11:18 AM

*whispering* I hear you sir..and understand. This is exceptional!

Susan
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since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
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3 posted 2004-11-13 11:21 AM

And in those voices of cry and hue we find a symphony to add our cries to - and in a chorus we chant out our depths, leaving smiles, cringes, and tears having been wept -

Gotta love the ruckus -

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

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Canada eh.

4 posted 2004-11-13 04:20 PM

How true..how true..
Here we can let it all out...the good, the bad and the ugly.
And, there is always someone to listen.
Love this keeper!
Hugs~Nancy

~ Time has cast a spell on you,
So you won't ever forget me ~

Sunshine

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Listening to every heart