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Array ( [sid] => 124244 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Almost Your Own [time] => 2006-08-09 00:42:55 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Never in my life could I capture
the free, live spirit of you
in the torn and tattered net of all my words.
I am bruised, a flower,
burning on an ash-heap-
though, strong and sure of my broken decades..
never wilting under a hail of mind-twisting fate
nor blinding, blow of love
that would turn evemore, toward a softer sun.

Only you alone, perceive beyond present pain.

You are a song inside my skin..
a sudden, sunburst of defiant laughter,
spilling over the nightly gloom of my half-awakenings;
a far, fire of splendid delight..
dancing in the dim, catacombs of my brain.
Your light has had the quickest eye for pain-

printed patterns of much joy
upon the bare walls of my life..


..broad, bold strokes of French-Canadian wit,
flaming the ruins of all my years.

With steady, uplifted hand, you beckon-
and faltering, I followed you down paths
I would not otherwise have known or dared..
limping after you up some secret, mountain
where you sing songs without need of voice or words.

I touched briefly, the branch you held out.. and bled,
pricked by a thorn of the deepest-red: your courage
..and from the gutter of all my defeated dreams,
you pulled me to heights.. almost your own.

B

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Almost Your Own

Contributed by Man_On_High on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 12:42:55 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Never in my life could I capture
the free, live spirit of you
in the torn and tattered net of all my words.
I am bruised, a flower,
burning on an ash-heap-
though, strong and sure of my broken decades..
never wilting under a hail of mind-twisting fate
nor blinding, blow of love
that would turn evemore, toward a softer sun.

Only you alone, perceive beyond present pain.

You are a song inside my skin..
a sudden, sunburst of defiant laughter,
spilling over the nightly gloom of my half-awakenings;
a far, fire of splendid delight..
dancing in the dim, catacombs of my brain.
Your light has had the quickest eye for pain-

printed patterns of much joy
upon the bare walls of my life..


..broad, bold strokes of French-Canadian wit,
flaming the ruins of all my years.

With steady, uplifted hand, you beckon-
and faltering, I followed you down paths
I would not otherwise have known or dared..
limping after you up some secret, mountain
where you sing songs without need of voice or words.

I touched briefly, the branch you held out.. and bled,
pricked by a thorn of the deepest-red: your courage
..and from the gutter of all my defeated dreams,
you pulled me to heights.. almost your own.

B





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Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 01:21:45 AM AEST
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The words you write are for a very special and unique Miss who has a certain charisma to her. Her way with words are extrordinary and she can melt ones heart in a matter of seconds. A very blest sir you sure are Billy~ I know you have had alot of down days my friend. They are bound to change, you'll see. Wishing you the best of everything always for you are a most deserving soul.
A most heartfelt and deep write. Penned beautifully as always. Gotta hand it to ya~
Take care my friend.
as always,
suzie Q


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 02:12:31 AM AEST
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Oh God, Billy ---- this made me cry (and please, please know I don't run about this place saying that with any sort of regularity at all!).

This........... is................... beautiful.


It's perfect, Billy. Every word. Perfect.


Near speechless -
~Snem


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 05:08:38 PM AEST
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Beautifully written and tottaly felt by the soul. a treausure to behold by forever. and forever shall be appreciated by the one who you wrote this for. lovely work as always Bill.

*****


Ben


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 06:16:41 PM AEST
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*wipes away tears and composes self*

All one need do is linger here one moment, then wonder no more
how and why your charm and grace, set this soul aflame ..

I could search for a million days and try in a million ways to express just
what these words [and you] mean to me. They would never be enough,
though I can say, that I am completely overwhelmed.

It seems like for centuries long passed I have felt you and always, my
heart has been sensitive to your touch. Your presence made itself known
long before I met you .. the brightest and most glorious star in the night.
A soft caress; a velvet whisper, gently attending my lonely days; filling
them with hope, truth and love .. you truly are everything to me.

I can’t say I’ve ever read anything more stunning in my life-
Breathtaking and so beautifully romantic in every way- though my words
themselves seem not near enough to truly give it justice. Your heart; your
words .. your love .. are the most precious things on earth ~

Je t’aime beaucoup, mon chéri d’amour- avec tout mon coeur ..
jamais et toujours!!


My heart to yours~
~Roxanne
xoxo


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 10:33:59 PM AEST
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Wow Billy that is most beautiful and emotional write.

Only you alone, perceive beyond present pain

awsome

hugs


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 11:04:40 PM AEST
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Billy,

this is by and far the most beautiful poem I have read- EVER!!!!! Stunning , you are an amazing poet,

Hugs
LG


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Sunday, 13th August 2006 @ 07:46:58 PM AEST
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Wonderful, Billy!

This is gorgeous, a wonderful write. I especially love the second stanza and the italics after it. That is the best part of the poem, in my opinion. That and the end.

A lovely write, for a lovely lady.

Great write,
*hugs*
Phil xxx


Re: Almost Your Own (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Thursday, 17th August 2006 @ 07:03:24 PM AEST
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great job in this bro,

i can envision it perfectly!

wiz




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