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Beginnings

Contributed by AbstractMinded on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 02:21:10 PM in AEST
Topic: oops




Grey day afternoon setting on a sullen world
Pieces of mischief collected in the gutters
While the lights took control.
Starlight invisible-the moon seems over melancholy
Misery in a hollow sphere-almost unknown
To be controlled is to be forgotten for what you really are
Yet without times drag world would hold you unnoticed.

***

She sits around her table, lounging tiger
Lioness at play; seeking words for you
Is all working out? I meanin the end?
How to reply to a vulture, carnivore
-Evenly alone. Almost left undone
Staring raptor; cupped hands; sour tea.
Sorrow; exit room leaving hyena to pick words over.

***

Something else always bothers me
Cupids arrow cracked like a hairline.
Little beknown to me; faulty love.
Sickly sweet we wait for time,
The axis of balance holds times coat
Justice stands unused by the door
And I need a word with his ownliness.

***

Flowery midday; brush into water
Stick with yourself; youre on to a winner.
Studying love for a landscape.
Research-Little left, Right arm
But does not recline for you; poor lonely soul.
Think about your tones/colours
Where did it all wash wrong?




Copyright © AbstractMinded ... [ 2004-01-08 14:21:10]
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Re: Beginnings (User Rating: 1 )
by Putteragain on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 04:44:38 PM AEST
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your user name suits the way you write it was different and i will be looking forward to reading some of your other stuff


michelle


Re: Beginnings (User Rating: 1 )
by LiveTheDream on Friday, 9th January 2004 @ 03:34:58 PM AEST
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Glad to see your poems on here hun and i too will be looking forward to more...
Good write, as usual (and i understand it now lol)
xxxx :)




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