Open Poetry #38 |
AFTER |
shirtless Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 359 |
after the umbilical noose after the curfews of childhood after the bulletholes of love after the cage of career after the chains of family after the parole of retirement after the execution of time I will lie in the cell of my casket my body rigid to attention except for my hands that grasp each other peacefully like strangers who have drowned together |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Holy friggin damn! Ok, I know that I retired that word - but your poetry always deserves a damn! Your name is always one of the first I look for here - you are gifted in your expression. Powerful ending - excellent imagery. When I grow up I want to write like you Melissa~ Intellectually I know that Canada is no better than any other country. Emotionally I KNOW that Canada is the best country in the world! |
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Debo Member
since 2006-04-18
Posts 321Texas U.S.A. |
"WOW" I have to agree with Mellisa,You do have a way of making death a light heart thing. Debo |
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