Open Poetry #35 |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738![]() |
There's nothing left for you to hate. Don't you see? I'm dying here. I'm parchment. I'm the face of fate - stringers porcelained and splayed held up to the sun I weep the maps of roads are purpling backroads of the past and grief in fingers curving comma pray priests are counting beads and they feel a need they should confess within the boxes of duress and Jesus wanted it this way. (god is great) God is good. and there is so much that I hate-- I guess I'm going to Hell. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
serenity, a very moving, well written poem, but I've got to counter the thought "there is so much to hate"; rather, there is so much to love! For instance, I love your sincere attitude, always trying to better yourself, your poetry and prose, and those who you can influence. You are one magnificient individual! miscellanea |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I guess I'm going to Hell. and I guess I'll be right there beside ya ![]() mxx ![]() and i knew in the crystalline knowledge of you |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
all of us together then, Karen. Oh yes, all of us together. ![]() |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Have faith Kiddo....God loves the honesty, and cringes at the "yes sir"... TD |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Some days, I would say, you and me both. But then there are other days, and I say no way in h e double hockeysticks... |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
There's nothing left for you to hate. Don't you see? I'm dying here. I'm parchment. I'm the face of fate - stringers porcelained and splayed held up to the sun I weep the maps of roads are purpling backroads of the past and grief in fingers curving comma pray priests are counting beads and they feel a need they should confess within the boxes of duress and Jesus wanted it this way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ what you do with rhyme speak has always amazed and impressed me....you seduce the reader with your cadence...and you have taken that further as your poetry has evolved... the way you string the words, the line breaks...the word play...the way you drop a word here...pick up a line there... poetic gleeeeeeeee baby ![]() you rock..and it rolls me. ![]() one drop, an ocean ... one seed, the forest ... one leaf, the wind ... |
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Martie
Moderator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Yep....What JM said, Karen! ![]() |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
serenity, You will never find serenity in hell. LOL |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
You are the queen m'lady... the queen.. wonder if I could be a royal pain and ask if you would perhaps someday duet with this lowly and loyal peasant?? ![]() ![]() |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
incredible |
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