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Omission
Contributed by
Man_On_High
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Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 02:51:17 AM in AEST
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Meaning...
no nighttime delight will intrude
into the calm flowing of my working hours..
no errors to perplex my literary intentions-
There will finally be time enough for thought
undistracted by the breeze of an eye-
the measured litany of routine kindness
undone by a simple charismatic gaff-
I might even find turgid old Frost now
less of a dead loss-
Meaning...
there will be whole days to spare
for things important to a man -
like learning to live without a woman
without altogether losing one's mind.
It means...
there is no one now to read my latest poem
with veiled unhurried eyes...
putting my nerves on the feline rack in silent sheer she-devil hell for me... lol
No more silly women to tell me
"Take it easy - life's long anyway -
don't drink too much - get plenty of sleep -"
...and other tremendous cliches.
It means...
I am less interrupted with love.
Billy
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Re: Omission
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by mylady on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 02:59:01 AM AEST
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It nice .. Like the part
No more silly women to tell me
"Take it easy - life's long anyway -
don't drink too much - get plenty of sleep -"
...and other tremendous cliches.
lol .... |
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Re: Omission
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by Eternal_Dreamer on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 03:44:18 AM AEST
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~*Billy*~
The sensous touch of woman
The warmth of her skin
A deep love in her eyes
The story just so begins
I know you speak of it lightly
But the longings in ur heart
The wish of all wishes
It shows in ur poetic art
I hope you find true love
For your heart is so kind
Keep looking out my friend
For soon you shall find
That woman you seek
Who shall love u forever
With tremendous cliches
Boy isn't she so clever
My dearest friend, Billy
The best of luck to you
My thoughts and prayers
Are with all that u do...
~*Billy*~ you are clever and disguise ur true feelings well my friend. Like they say, "You can't live with them, but u can't live without them either!" One just never wins, lol.
Always here for you my dear friend.
*with lots of love and big heartfelt hugs 4 u*
~*sue*~
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Re: Omission
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by Vampirequeen on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 03:45:24 AM AEST
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I really like this piece.
There will finally be time enough for thought
undistracted by the breeze of an eye-
the measured litany of routine kindness
undone by a simple charismatic gaff-
awsome |
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Re: Omission
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 03:58:30 AM AEST
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Wow. Sad and yet with the "lol" I hear a wry grin at the same tiime. Sorry to hear you are giving up on relationships (if I understand this correctly), but I won't hand you any cliche's.
By the way, thanks for your comments the other day. It meant a lot.
Blessings, J. |
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Re: Omission
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by Jackee_line on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 10:06:09 AM AEST
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| well done |
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Re: Omission
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 05:37:58 PM AEST
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Hopefully love or not to love, to be in love or out of love is not a duty, nor is writing.. find time to do all things.. when something or someone is left undone.. there is more to be done.. nice write..
by the way, my neighbor rang my doorbell, she told me to tell you, hope your life is going better than hers.. she is laughing.. she likes your poem.. hugs from me and Carol.. |
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Re: Omission
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by MorningDove on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 07:42:41 PM AEST
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Give it a good college try, but my friend, bet you don't like it very long. It gets very very lonely. I wish you the very best of life and love and think you will change your mind soon.
Smiles,
Rita |
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Re: Omission
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 25th February 2006 @ 10:00:46 PM AEST
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Well.
At first glance, one may gain the impression that you have, in fact,
given up on love . . . or women, as it were. But then, upon
reading it again . . . I began to think that perhaps, this omission
was not entirely, self-inflicted. That the word, or the omission, in this
sense at least, is a condition that you've tried to FIND a meaning
for. And found one well spoke in this piece, dearest. A well put
together thought.
The poem is, of course, beyond any criticism. A true masterful work
of poetic declaration, albeit, quite futile. To deny yourself love, dear
Billy, would be like denying Michelangelo his paintbrush. You can
not do it without somehow destroying the man. You have much
to give. And you will. You will ...
many hugs and affection to you
~Breezy
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Re: Omission
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by Leslie on
Sunday, 26th February 2006 @ 07:49:43 PM AEST
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| At first glance it seems as though this is a sad and defiant poem. But I really sense a muted anger. It was very well written and reflects some of the emotions felt by women and men when a relationship ends. |
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Re: Omission
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by wizard on
Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 03:30:05 PM AEST
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to live without love...without the best friend, the muse, that you and i know so well (though in different forms)...its a paradox of sorts..in that when we find the love that we search for, it seems as a curse..and, when its lost...again a curse.
perhaps we have to look at it in another way. perhaps with each new love there is the possibility that it wont end with the same treachery that you and i have grown so accustomed to. and maybe fewer sad poems will be penned.
hmm...not sure if that's possible.
great write bro...i feel you completely.
wiz |
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Re: Omission
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by brew on
Friday, 3rd March 2006 @ 08:23:37 AM AEST
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This is "one" left for , who has taken, and wont be getting back.! That trecherary word....Love. Yes, it can be a s beautiful as a doves sad call, or evn bluer than the bluest sky.... Yet... It has to be spoken from both.
You have taken such words, and given them you own fate.
You know I am around the corner with a listening ear.
Brew~ |
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Re: Omission
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by Fionndruinne on
Friday, 10th March 2006 @ 11:21:44 PM AEST
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Powerful one! I came late to this one, but I'm glad I came. There's an honest identifiability to the tone used in this poem, at the same time it's truly skilled. Well done.
Andrew |
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