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[title] => Biding Time
[time] => 2006-04-19 21:11:30
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She won't come tonight,
tomorrow night maybe or some other night
she'll come to my tight and dimly lit place
having driven waywardly through town
and as usual having lost her way.
She'll sit across from me in my favorite chair
the one that laments her every movement
and toss off some fine cashmere knit
shaking out her massed hair
scanning as always for the nonexistent ashtray
smoking with blood-red lips
hand finger-tapping her knee.
She'll read my latest poems
with bent studious face
examine what I have written
in all those desert days since her last visit.
She'll listen as I grow loquacious,
attentively enough to my arrogant themes
on life love and soul.
I'd have an intermittent realization
of time passing insanely by
like seasons or some fantastic familiar story.
In the backwash of our silence I'll watch her
with slow burnt-out eyes
shadows just there.. about her face.
WK
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[informant] => Man_On_High
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[ratings] => 4
[editpoem] => 1
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Biding Time
Contributed by
Man_On_High
on
Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 09:11:30 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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She won't come tonight,
tomorrow night maybe or some other night
she'll come to my tight and dimly lit place
having driven waywardly through town
and as usual having lost her way.
She'll sit across from me in my favorite chair
the one that laments her every movement
and toss off some fine cashmere knit
shaking out her massed hair
scanning as always for the nonexistent ashtray
smoking with blood-red lips
hand finger-tapping her knee.
She'll read my latest poems
with bent studious face
examine what I have written
in all those desert days since her last visit.
She'll listen as I grow loquacious,
attentively enough to my arrogant themes
on life love and soul.
I'd have an intermittent realization
of time passing insanely by
like seasons or some fantastic familiar story.
In the backwash of our silence I'll watch her
with slow burnt-out eyes
shadows just there.. about her face.
WK
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Re: Biding Time
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by Vampirequeen on
Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 09:44:46 PM AEST
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Kinda sad kind of write.
Just wondering if your ok?
anyways good job on this piece.
You ever need to talk PM me ok.
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Re: Biding Time
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by wizard on
Wednesday, 19th April 2006 @ 11:42:05 PM AEST
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what a flawless picture you've painted with this... i understand this perfectly..bro.
great post.
wiz |
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Re: Biding Time
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by Jenni_K on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 12:14:11 AM AEST
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| *Sigh* |
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Re: Biding Time
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by Silent-No-More on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 12:46:05 AM AEST
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This is entirely fabulous, Billy! It is, all at once, precise, poignant and profound - and yet leaves something off the page that the reader is left to imagine. There are extraordinary lines here. It is the whole of it, though, that has given me a picture of "you", of "her", of your place (right down to how its furnished and precisely where within it this moment took place). Yeh, Billy... this is glorious in any number of ways. It makes me... well... just want to congratulate you.
Having thoroughly enjoyed this,
~Snem |
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Re: Biding Time
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by Eternal_Dreamer on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 01:49:38 AM AEST
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~*Billy*~
My dear friend you have left some room for the imagination to roam free. The atmosphere and situation are grasped through the image u cast into ur readers head. Remarkable writing from the master of all poetic masterpieces. Ones just gotta bow to sheer brilliance. Well done ~*Billy*~ You'll be sadly missed my dear friend.
love always and forever ur friend/fan,
~*suzie Q*~ |
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Re: Biding Time
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 07:38:44 PM AEST
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Oh my Billy! Wonderful piece of artistry here. I can't even explain what feelings
this emotes, but I feel somewhat comforted and simultaneously saddened.
Damn, but you do write the most thought-provoking stanzas . . .
I wouldn't be so bold as to think I know what it is you speak of . . .
[and how that in itself draws a sort of sadness. ] but as
always, I relate. And this you know. :-) But this particular write
has a spectral essence to it. A ghostly muse, if you will.
Excellent post, Billy. Truly exquisite!
*hugs*
~Breezy
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Re: Biding Time
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by brew on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 09:40:03 PM AEST
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No words can be left.......other than.........Brilliant.!
HUGS
Brew~ |
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Re: Biding Time
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by jyssvw22 on
Tuesday, 9th May 2006 @ 07:08:40 PM AEST
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This is a great story. You claim you are just biding time. In my opinion, you are living, so time becomes irrelevant.
Nice write, you paint an interesting portrait
Always a fan-
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