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Array ( [sid] => 131224 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dead Ringer [time] => 2007-01-31 15:18:46 [hometext] => [bodytext] => He glances upon the silent phone,
Willing it to ring, to no avail…
So he decides again to write away his pain,
He quickly belts out four simple lines:

"Each passing breath a thought of her
A heartbeat skipping to her tune
Each call across the lines of love
Brings hopes her voice will ring again "


He can’t help but stare at the phone,
So again he sets down his lonely pen,
Knowing that soon it may be empty…
So, again, he sleeps…
Knowing that in his dreams she’ll call.

In the mid of night its deceiving ring calls
His name…frightening; yet pleasing.
He refuses the caller ID, as to prolong his agony.
He knows not who is calling…
But he knows she is calling not.

Eye’s held tightly shut he mutters, in all
His false confidence, “hello?”
The pause seems to be an eternity…
”Could it be her?” he wonder; he prays.
But alas, it is not.

And so he’ll wait with phone in hand ‘til this ringer rings again. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 445 [topic] => 73 [informant] => wizard [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
Dead Ringer

Contributed by wizard on Wednesday, 31st January 2007 @ 03:18:46 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



He glances upon the silent phone,
Willing it to ring, to no avail…
So he decides again to write away his pain,
He quickly belts out four simple lines:

"Each passing breath a thought of her
A heartbeat skipping to her tune
Each call across the lines of love
Brings hopes her voice will ring again "


He can’t help but stare at the phone,
So again he sets down his lonely pen,
Knowing that soon it may be empty…
So, again, he sleeps…
Knowing that in his dreams she’ll call.

In the mid of night its deceiving ring calls
His name…frightening; yet pleasing.
He refuses the caller ID, as to prolong his agony.
He knows not who is calling…
But he knows she is calling not.

Eye’s held tightly shut he mutters, in all
His false confidence, “hello?”
The pause seems to be an eternity…
”Could it be her?” he wonder; he prays.
But alas, it is not.

And so he’ll wait with phone in hand ‘til this ringer rings again.




Copyright © wizard ... [ 2007-01-31 15:18:46]
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Re: Dead Ringer (User Rating: 1 )
by amateurwriter on Wednesday, 31st January 2007 @ 03:57:09 PM AEST
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I enjoyed this very much! sometimes the phone can be our greatest ally or our cruelest hangman...
Great write!

Camila


Re: Dead Ringer (User Rating: 1 )
by SaintzAndSinnerz on Wednesday, 31st January 2007 @ 06:22:59 PM AEST
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what an exciting poem! this was great!


Re: Dead Ringer (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Wednesday, 7th February 2007 @ 09:44:00 PM AEST
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Hey Wiz~
I'm sorry to come late to this my dear friend. I have been away for a while, but it's always
a treasured experience visiting your pages.
Wow, your write had all sorts of things run
through my mind. I totally agree with Camila on this one~ The phone can be our ally and sometimes the cruelest hangman, so so true~
And so he’ll wait with phone in hand ‘til this ringer rings again.
Wow, I simply love the ending.
Please do excuse my other fellow poets and their lack of comments~
A thrilling read. Well done~
many hugs,
sue m


Re: Dead Ringer (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Thursday, 15th March 2007 @ 05:22:51 PM AEST
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Yeah, that isn't a fun feeling at all, now is it? There is a quiet desperation to the words here, and something darker, and more painful lurking inbetween the lines... Here's hoping you got the call...in some shape or form...
Nicely penned Wiz.




~Scorp.


Re: Dead Ringer (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Wednesday, 4th April 2007 @ 05:17:28 PM AEST
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I feel you in this bro.. your pain
"keep answering" is all one can say~

good work-

Love,

B




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