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Contributed by
xianthe
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Monday, 8th December 2003 @ 05:43:44 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Like ink in a jar
milk in flesh
grass in a seed
i wait for you.
To help me sing, breathe, grow
and dance among snowdrop leaves.
And like all these paper cut outs
like the phoenix of time gone by
my own framed renaissance
occurs in the blink of your eye.
You let me dangle for a moment of your time
fluttering gently in the breeze.
You fling me away.
And again i am left
foetal, fearsome, failing.
i wait for you.
Like the Queen's service you get here
in your own time frame
the cogs that make you turn
eventually click round to me.
i perch once more inside your palm
the fingers enclosed around me
safe for a time from the daggers below.
i can see the slits of light get wider
silently day by day.
I wish i could bind them
but my grip is always frail.
I wait for you
to blow me away from you
like a kiss.
Copyright ©
xianthe
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2003-12-08 17:43:44] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: ink
(User Rating: 1 ) by bernard on
Thursday, 1st January 2004 @ 04:42:35 PM AEST (User
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Are you afraid? Your poem suggests a fear of not being wanted. Time alone will give you the answer that you seem to be looking for. Good strong poem I liked it. bern |
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Re: ink
(User Rating: 1 ) by uchendu on
Thursday, 26th February 2004 @ 12:54:38 PM AEST (User
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This is a sweet poetic piece... you have a way with words.. I love it. Please hit my song-lyrics and make comments as well as vote the poems.. |
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