Non Poetry Posts from the Suddenly Thread

Linbido said:
i have fallen from
highest of lows
climbed peaks
wandered plains
drowned in the city
and lost in the forest

but in the eyes
of this journey
i'm a virgin

but ready now
so eager to go

suitcase on the quay
eyes on the horizon
waiting for the ferry
to tomorrow
:heart:

You're making me feel all warm inside.
 
And here I was about to post a little apology for being all sugary sappy and stuff. :cool:

:rose:
 
Linbido said:
And here I was about to post a little apology for being all sugary sappy and stuff. :cool:

:rose:
You know, I just wanna kiss you silly sometimes.

Hey, there's a thought.

Back later...

/Ice
 
:heart:


edited for polishing and finish.
 
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I hope I do this right... gonna write a poem right now- let me know if I goofed
 
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BooMerengue said:
I hope I do this right... gonna write a poem right now- let me know if I goofed
If that was goofing, please goof on. Mahvellous!
 
annaswirls said:
i did not see him for the three days
we fell below zero
i hoped he had someplace warm

his coat is not for winter streets
it is for a spring baseball game
even his cardboard sign
needs to be replaced

42 years ago
a young mother
looked at her child and worried
she knew he was different
something was wrong

she wondered
what would happen to him
when she was gone


I do a u-turn at the putty hill
taylor avenue intersection
to get on his side



this coat
is for your mother
DAMN ANNA! . . . And that is just a throw-away?
You shame me.

Rybka
 
Wow! What a great response!

I don't think she wants to die cuz he left her- I think it's her shame at allowing (nay- her begging) him to use her.

your lighter clicked

your hurried goodbye


The phone sex was instigated by her- he gave her what he had- he lit a cigarette- she wanted more- he wasn't interested.

oh well...
 
Angeline said:
what a bitch she is
a tiny queen of mediocrity
what a child she is
playing her petty games
and waiting just to see
how I react if she can hurt
if she can somehow make her way
under my skin just once get in
and prove superiority

to me she's but a creepy bug
that I could step on squash
under my toe as she inched by
trying the way my children used to try
when they were toddlers
full of I Me Mine

Silly girl, my word poem shine
takes nothing from your light
it's not my doing if your efforts
turn out something not so bright
maybe if you learn to focus
just a little less on jealousy
and try to love yourself
maybe if you open up your heart baby
you'll lose that band of tight
encircling your words with bitterness
for one who means no harm like me

you'll breathe fresh air
shit I don't care
look at the sky
and sigh, let bad stuff
fly away

go write some poetry.

Yikes, Ange! This is very classy! But a bullet would be quicker- wanna borrow my 357? lol
 
Angeline said:
no one listened
yesterday not here
as clouds descended
on their eyes

not here
as silence reigned
to stifle ears to music
who knows how
old fears regenerate
crack harmony
clash symbols in cacophony
and mouths speak Babel
mouths hiss lies

for what?
to claim that no one
felt a thing
it simply snowed too hard
to see the shiver crash
just like that joke
the falling forests
never made a sound

when climber plummeted
free-fell to sudden ice
and broken rootless tree
to all alone in muddy toes

crying for no one hears
past emptiness
but found the net was me


The bud before the flower opened to its full beauty. :heart:
 
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