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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced 
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Stuck Inside February appeared like a whimsical affair and disappeared like a cheap cigarette I'd abandoned the upstairs window where I sent all those things I chose to forget. March's overhang gives an edge to the rain where I stand with the tips of my toes I'd surmise near death if not for the pain indeed it's life, and that's the way it goes. I come to face sadness and restless years in the low spots that fill up and reflect my hesitations, awaiting till April appears might then I be able to recollect. Is it possible to be so vacant in mind that heart takes priority with gnawing ache though sometimes the pondering succeeds to bind the fear and pain that only numb could make. So I stand with no relation on the edge of tribulation wanting more but not knowing how to get to wherever I'm going with feet such as mine, made of lead, I turn and go back inside instead. |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
Hey Dixie! You are back! Welcome back! When did you return? About this poem, I really enjoyed reading it, the first verse was my favorite, but maybe this is only because I am fond of February.  "Melvin, the best thing you got going for you is your willingness to humiliate yourself." |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
A good rythym here..and fine ryming..enjoyed the read..thank you... Goldenrose |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 thank you GR Hiya Mike  I got back not too long ago...good to be back for sure. I have a lot of catching up to do! Thank you for such a warm, wonderful return welcome! |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The growth of your maturity in simple, upward stroke of pen is the reason for your surety and will lead to memories when.... ~*~ kudos, little one. In growth, you give. |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
So I stand with no relation on the edge of tribulation wanting more but not knowing how to get to wherever I'm going with feet such as mine, made of lead, I turn and go back inside instead Sometimes lead feet are good. It's good to read your poetry again. misc'e |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
you always come up punching........ glad you havent stayed down too long from us pipsters nice seeing u again |
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sweetberry Member
since 2006-03-29
Posts 125 |
Hey, As always another keeper...Thanx I Like it!!! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, wow, Dixie - I sure can relate to this: "So I stand with no relation on the edge of tribulation wanting more but not knowing how to get to wherever I'm going with feet such as mine, made of lead, I turn and go back inside instead" I guess the knowing which way to go will come in time but the trick is to be happy while you're waiting. I wish that for you. |
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