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No Power Where It Counts
Contributed by
invierno
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Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 08:31:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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Hand, ignite lighter.
Lungs. Draw smoke deeply.
Mouth, Chew chocolate.
Tongue, slide over lips when done.
Heart, feel broken until further word.
Eyes, focus where I point you.
Skin, feel like music, rubbed lotion.
Ears, why am I ignored? I know you work even in dreams.
Synapses, orchestral hard wired.
Maestro, I, until I stumbled on I.
Baton, clattering dumb for lack of power.
Tongue, thick now, somehow usurped from I.
Lungs heave while heart beats loudly in silence.
I see now my silly stick is limited; a non-entity to those sitting first chair.
The Producer allows I limited power; though ever second, never front row.
I Scream, Heart! Be silent!; it beats on as if Im not even here. Or there.
Copyright ©
invierno
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2018-03-22 08:31:08]
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Re: No Power Where It Counts
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 08:40:37 AM AEST
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| I don/'/t get it but most certainly was entertained!!! Rock on. 🤘 |
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Re: No Power Where It Counts
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by JamesStockdale on
Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 03:29:56 PM AEST
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Really slick word choices............
Reminds me of 50/'/s Hollywood! |
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Re: No Power Where It Counts
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by softerware on
Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 04:57:58 PM AEST
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Reminiscent of the TELLTALE HEART (Poe) with the repeating theme of the heart pounding throughout the tale.
Your baton endeavors to direct your body, but it won/'/t be controlled. An appropriate analogy to life, which runs our clockwork despite our protestations and in complete denial of our moments of despair.
As a writer, you sit first chair!
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Re: No Power Where It Counts
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by emystar on
Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 03:20:02 AM AEST
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To me its written in parables like the bible.
great work.
Blessings,
emy |
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