Open Poetry #36 |
Cooking The Akashic Record Books |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
hungry children cry I’m dying in luxury with my senses closed ©2005 by icebox |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
oh my, what a ponderful write! filling the cosmos with this one |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
You have me sratching my head a bit with this one. The double meaning is clear, but it is hard for me to believe your senses are closed. We're all dying. I'll be reading this again, and contemplating. I'll drink to your health tomorrow nite, Mr. C! |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
sooo much here . . . It is not so much your senses are dulled by your doing (I don't think they are dulled whatsoever) but by society and its sickness. This read to me like the end of the world. Amazing, how you do this. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
What's closed cannot be opened unless we will it so. We are the movers and the shakers and the hungry love makers! Just a thought. Helen |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I can handle this--I just need somebody to help me get a grip now and then. (and yes, I know, people will think I'm nuts for such a reply to such a thoughtful poem, but I think you did this to me on purpose) |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox I'm wondering what your recipe is? |
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