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Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
Contributed by
invierno
on
Thursday, 22nd October 2015 @ 08:09:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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Pen you come again to beg-
Ming and Shelley fight for style-
her thrown bricks in beauty disarray
against his structured house.
I let both you go to go my own-
hand and pen and mind and soul
to let my words abandoned roam.
Paper stacks of Franklins thick;
a laugh
unworthy to a worthy task-
I'd burn the world, a stack of them
to save her beating heart.
Once joyed before
now
torn and sore-
to bring her smile back again,
see her happiness reborn.
Cryptic poets us, Oh, such a bore we be-
let me break that cloudy glass,
frank to meaning free.
My wife the slave of booze so long
at last admits she can't go on.
Sobbing, rehab, asked for, Granted!
Glory! Glory! Glory be!
Break my bank my house my everything,
possessions gained, a canyons toss,
aught illness held to build her heart,
her soul to strength
if chance there be of regained loss;
My life, my joy,
let paintings pass
happily to other's walls,
my cars to hands not mine,
our deeds away, freely signed;
away I pray, I say begone,
all my objects
trickster as a solid wind,
mere atoms held in place,
ephemeral, jested sin.
Dust and grime to me
they be,
traded oh so easily
for genuine happiness in place;
for joy to sing in her eyes,
to trade false whispers,
vodka's hisses
spurning death for life embracing wishes.
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invierno
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Re: Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
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by softerware on
Thursday, 22nd October 2015 @ 09:58:29 PM AEST
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Hand in hand, heart to heart. Possessions give us not the love we want, but to each other we are everything.
No greater gift has she to give than herself; and no greater gift could you embrace.
Happy birthday, ..perhaps, to you both.
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Re: Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 23rd October 2015 @ 04:52:01 AM AEST
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A passionate release of emotions. Scans beautifully; an eloquence of words that strike into the reader, and demand to be read over, over. Happy birthday, yes, to you both. The struggle won't be easy and it's a fighting partnership that's required, but I don't need to tell you that.
Applause and the clenched fist of support from me! |
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Re: Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
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by ming on
Friday, 23rd October 2015 @ 11:06:07 AM AEST
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That last stanza knocks it out of the ballpark! Happy Birthday to you both. This is a love poem.
ming |
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Re: Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
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by xHeathenx on
Friday, 23rd October 2015 @ 09:33:57 PM AEST
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The title confuses me, as I don't see the relevance of it.
Nice to hear such a tale, and with words that channel such a fluid kiss of rhythm. This also makes me think of the biblical quote of "It's easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the gates of heaven." |
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Re: Bumpy Smooth Bumpy Smooth
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 2nd November 2015 @ 03:59:20 AM AEST
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beautifully penned, expressed and lived, blessings to you both, happy birthday:)
hugs n' love nessa |
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