Open Poetry #38 |
last time |
crimson tear Member
since 2003-06-07
Posts 76Massachusetts |
Once more it's happened My heart is dust under anothers heel my inspiration, my muse is the agony i feel hosestly i hope this is the last time my pen will touch a blank page to form a heartbreak forged rhyme my beast let out of it's cage so we said our goodbyes and you went on your way and i saw it raging in your eyes there was much more you were longing to say i sat alone that night staring at your photograph wondering if i could ever again be alright if i would know again what it's like to laugh i heard a pen call to me and saw pure white paper waiting to be defiled i piked up the pen and set the words free to tall a tale of a another death of my inner child the words spew forth untamed a jumble of devilish thoughts from the chaos of my brain as my stomach ties itself in knots once more i'm doing it following the signs as i grab my pen from where it sits god i hope this is the last time |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Agony is a terribly difficult muse... A good write. I suggest using the spell checker Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Shane~ It is often in the tearful time that we touch the pen in seek of rhyme Knowing that the release in form of emote is found in the words that we wrote~ May you find some joyful ink in your heart~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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