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These places, Unfulfilled...

Contributed by keilantra on Monday, 21st May 2007 @ 03:34:18 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract



________________________

Fake lights don’t do much for you, bounce of your angles.
Sharp, defined and I don’t like it one bit.
You’re better off in muted sunlight streaming through old blinds
half covered in shadows,
etched and blended into backgrounds.

Sitting, unsure of which way the wind is blowing (nothing to follow),
you wring your wrists like you’re nursing phantom wounds, the ghost of premature arthritis jests the fragile bones.
I see indecision in your eyes, in the last place it should be.

Your desperation comes in the form of midnight walks
around back country roads,
places much too dangerous for the likes of you.

Looking for late-night fluorescence, Morning Stars that instead bloom in moonlight,
you lay in bare fields and provoke tears from memories.
I’ll cover you like satin and bleed comfort through your pores.
Paper kisses pepper you with bits of silence
only to be broken when you again part your lips
(my pleasure to reseal them).

Whispers of things you never would have held tighter if you would have known,
forever isn’t as long as it used to be.
When the feeling of ephemeral minutes lay heavy truths on your heart,
it’s hard to enjoy the quite hours, the silent stars.
You’ve been victim to cruelty so much more often than you have been to compassion,
a viciousness that stays in the back of your throat, unable to be coughed out,
still unable to be swallowed.

You leave your haunting unfulfilled, wet with morning dew.
My efforts waste as you walk away, and I know its not your fault.
There are things you can’t just throw out. They are ethereal
yet encumber you with the heaviest of weights –

grow inside you and block off anything and everything
that could make you better.






Copyright © keilantra ... [ 2007-05-21 03:34:18]
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Re: These places, Unfulfilled... (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Monday, 21st May 2007 @ 03:40:16 AM AEST
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This is truly a piece of work, here. You had me so very lost in your words. I was feeling as if I were melding into this piece. Excellent. There are so many words...lines I could quote that I loved, but I think I'd end up copying the whole thing. Sometimes I read poetry and I am just blown away...this would be one of those times.
Thank you for sharing.
Peace, Laura


Re: These places, Unfulfilled... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 21st May 2007 @ 10:28:59 AM AEST
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Kei ... your author's note and that last line ... wow! I am lost
inside a thought, but denied the power to articulate it. Quite
often your writes do this to me, but there is something so desperate
about this one. Almost like it could cradle you with hope, only to
have it stripped from you, leaving you naked and lost. So much
emotion floats inside each line .. each word .. each and
every syllable. I can't decide what it feels most like, but there
is no mistaking the power of it. WOW!

Exceptional write, as always, kei. Wonderfully thought provoking.

~Breezy


Re: These places, Unfulfilled... (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Thursday, 31st May 2007 @ 03:25:41 AM AEST
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This is so powerful , I echo other commenters in having been lost in your words, for each one hits you and forces you to look at it.
I have not read a poem with such emotional intensity and poetic flair in a long time.
Simply wonderful!

Dom




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