Open Poetry #39 |
A Moment Unwritten |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
It's late tonight and I'm passing on words, releasing the fragility of my being, surprising myself with artificial dreams filling the loveless moments, rescuing the need that waits for a perfection that no longer exists. The heart is tender, bruised more easily since the hurting words have ceased, but left their trail of doubts to linger in the darkness of each night. Thinking of you in each morning stretch, living and learning to unleash the foundation for a new beginning, where letting go brings a stirring to my heart, flowers to my door and a meeting of the unwritten. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
unwritten isnt so bad, that just means you get to make up the next chapter and make it the way you want it to be Swinging the Dead in this Free Fall you call life, Swinging the Dead on a Deathride |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Deep from your heart, a lovely, candid write. *hugs*....jo |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Ah Little Mo darling one, you always have a way of writing that speaks so softly and achingly that I almost can see the weeping wounds. Love this delicate write, it is so very YOU as always Mushy x x Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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