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dry cement
Contributed by
feathercut
on
Saturday, 28th May 2005 @ 07:53:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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she felt like dried cement
her eyes would lock in a blank stare and she would
see herself younger
raise her neck and bare her shoulders
she never understood his silence
as he looked down at his food and his body
heavy in his seat
she felt defeit
wine glasses of crystal
emptied faster than they were filled
she left and told him she was married
and that her husband was waiting
so he could be thrilled
the house was dripping
as time became a liquid in the freeze
she watched the windows
watched the night pass
and the grey set in
with no grace
with no sieze
" could you sing to me mama?"
her daughter speaking in her sleep
lady charlotte frightened in her web
sang her softly
into dream......
" Oh my love, my love
is thankful at sea
but i am sinking in the twilight
of the never answered
love to be
and i would give you every diamond
every pearl i carry on my chest
and you would leave me to the snakes
as i warmed my empty nest"
and as her eyes dried and she washed
the salt from her face
dry cement in a city
where lovers walk the streets
for fear of age
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feathercut
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2005-05-28 07:53:09]
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Re: dry cement
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by Vermillion on
Thursday, 9th June 2005 @ 06:13:22 PM AEST
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this beautifully crafted work truley left me speechless. i love everything about it,especially where you sing to the daughter....absolutely excellent.
~Vermillion~ |
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Re: dry cement
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by darkangeleyes57 on
Saturday, 3rd December 2005 @ 04:56:09 AM AEST
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this was beautifully written. great flow from one thought to the next and the words tie into together nicely. great poem..
christina |
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