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The Delicate Things in Life
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The Delicate Things in Life |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind 
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I wept for him today he, with black veins and little hope he, a nervous man in constant wonder and why God’s creature tipping darkness and wilting I've never questioned why such a disease exists and why it causes so much pain to life I always figured 'they' would ask And never be given the right answers but today, I found my palms humbled -- when I looked at my hands with no fear and my fingers with tears I wonder what he thinks about? do he look at the sky in doubt? does he worry about the delicate things? will his end bend ceiling and wall I am not sure why I ask this: maybe I too am looking for the answer and cure--knowing There was silence in the room I feel guilty for this moment the rain passed and the sky returned to blue I see him daily standing in the window I see his face and wonder when his last breath will be & will I know, when I take my long walks that end by his house today I wept for him because, I too, don’t understand the midst of this wreckage I don’t mind spending everyday Out on your corner in the pouring rain Look for the girl with the broken smile Ask her if she wants to stay awhile [This message has been edited by Greeneyes (05-04-2005 06:49 PM).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
Oh my, you write with such bold compassion. Most, I think, would pass him by every day and hardly notice. This screams of heart and humility, and, of course, a great poet. Awesome work.  Always, Alyssa He was a man of sorrows |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I always figured 'they' would ask And never be given the right answers but today, I found my palms humbled -- when I looked at my hands with no fear and my fingers with tears This speaks to me on so many levels, and I so admire your tender heart. Thank you for sharing your poetic grace, Lady Lauren~ |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
lovely heart, lovely you Lady Lauren..... you are such a compassionate soul sweet sis of my heart....  I really want to care, I want to feel something, let me dig a little deeper nah, still nothing~ my give a DAMN is busted. Jodee |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I always figured 'they' would ask And never be given the right answers but today, I found my palms humbled -- when I looked at my hands with no fear and my fingers with tears" Such painfully beautiful words Lauren. Another wonderful work of art. Love ya lady~ Life is one great big canvas; |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
This is well beyond stirring, Lauren. It is a tribute |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
awesome! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Morning Lauren....when I saw this, knew I was in for a treat, and was more then satisfied, simply put....OUTSTANDING! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Oh, Lauren . . . I understand all to well your own confusion. I have the same thoughts myself and I am sorry you have them, too. I have missed your words. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
does he worry about the delicate things? will his end bend ceiling and wall ~*~ Ah Lauren...holding you, and your loves, tightly...  |
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adagio Member
since 2005-03-19
Posts 449Marrero, La. |
Just keep looking for that answer.Great work |
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