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Scribe
Join Date: Oct 2007
Gender: Female
Posts: 57
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Juxtaposition (edit 1)
Our ideas don’t mesh, slender agreements
Develop margins of distinction, but
Who’s counting the honesty?
The line projects, switch and abandon.
Recall the night we shouted at stars?
Sleep here, he pleads. The sky covers
And the stars entertain, eternal force.
Like blots of ink, our interaction ensues.
Fumbling and nervous, the ink dries.
Smooth conversation, sharp interjection
So will the layers come undone?
Your tears like snowflakes on a summer day.
The ebb of your voice evokes musk and warmth
Tantalizing and comforting, the hot chocolate of your laugh
Changes my day from tarnished routine to vibrant excursion.
Peaceful soul—
This feeling of profound tranquility overwhelms me.
So delicious, melodic phrases sooth
Snatched from my meditative state, your eyes start my heart.
I feel it beat, and it flutters delicate— quivering whiskers.
Searching the kingdom of yesterday,
I inspect the doorway to your life.
The tunnel stretches long and oh! so dimly lit.
And the wheels turn as the rollercoaster starts
These gears won’t hold and the ride won’t start.
Hold on tight, the boy smiles: Brilliant.
Cautious and slow, the games begin.
Enigma and riddles galore,
and which one plays through your mind?
The easy answers are out of reach,
Besides, one plus one equals infinity, doesn’t it?
And all it takes is a smile and a question to undo
The boy of beautiful summers and untapped innocence.
Emotion brims, soluble on my lips
Dissolving into darts at a soft heart.
Piercing was not my intention,
Intimacy quests at these doors.
So peek outside, lift the curtain.
The cannonballs won’t fly,
And you won’t cry, because your family
Loves you and oh don’t you accept it, peaceably.
But the phone rings, and the caller id beeps.
Voices whisper, and then they rise.
Underlying thoughts distract, and they can beg.
Family won’t wait, but oh, yes they will.
They can heal, and they can hurt.
Like artists, families mold and they can chip.
Spirits break and then they blossom.
All I can think to do: Sit and bear witness to
The betrayal, rocking and shivering,
But the air conditioning is off…
I’m preoccupied by the thought of cradles
When was your security ripped from you?
Sent to live on the surface of humanity, forevermore.
Our masks lie and then they laugh, secrets untold
And then secrets unearthed.
As though a garden them exist, wasting away.
Enviable laughs and these silences that disquiet
Nerves bend my will and impede my judgment.
Your intellect may escape scrutiny,
But it crazes me to think where it may take you.
The concept of distance aches me,
exhausts my emotional capacity to endure.
Erratic chess pieces, we fall and break
The sacrificial pawns redeem our deeds.
But debts increase, and shadows fall.
Strategies shield nothing, only bar love.
Veiled anguished conversation drips
Puddles on the ground, mirroring our images
Cut off and abrupt the receiver reaches into space.
The phone beeps and I think, “What a martyr.”
Your goodbye salve cannot forsake me, too.
The unsure farewell reassures me that there will be more.
Forgotten, these unbidden nightmares invade waking life,
And the streetlights promise artificial solace.
The call back renders my visions real.
Smile, unaware.
The soul splinters into pieces.
It portrays the intrinsic faith and my sole desire.
Intertwined with you, immersion complete—
Memories call and the present wakes.
Tunnels forbid and mountains inspire.
Keep the bet because we know it ends.
so first off, I changed the title to Redemption, so here's the edit. Now I feel it's too long...but whatever, guess it's developing.
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I think we are blind. Blind people who can see, but do not see. - jose saramago
Last edited by jamester : 10-19-2007 at 11:11 PM.
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