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His Last Breath is SweetestThere are times when Autumn is so quiet, like a man who has witnessed too many years, who knows the race can no longer slow its fury for him. Easing itself a slight bit more, I feel his heaviness hanging over my head like some burden of sin, feel the frail quivering touch of his leaves supporting himself by my uncovered shoulders. But I can longer support this age, it is not mine and it is too late. I brush him from my skin. Gasping for new life, he sucks in, color fading, this new unwarranted slap in the wind. Crackling as he sways, his trembling unstoppable, piece by pHis Last Breath is Sweetest
by ~rogueblonde86
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Belated Anonymous ApologyHold on, I owe you an apology Though I doubt this lyric you'll ever see. You stood behind a window and I wanted to leap Out of my truck and sweep you from your feet And say, “I'm sorry I failed. I need your forgiveness. I can't look back and believe I did this, Being naive I didn't give you the care That you should have had despite my holy airs.”Belated Anonymous Apology
It's true, in all regards I failed- A legalistic copycat but without the tale. And being half-assed I was but half true, Deepening the pain and lying to you. I hid my impotence behind a righteous sheet. Giv
by ~DeaconNoble
QuestionThere's a rumble in the causeway And the river trickles down To the places of drought, Mouths of a heart begging for love's moisture.Question
So do I love her? I don't understand the question... Am I in love with her? I cannot say.
I know this:
She is the beauty Of an unborn rose, And yet I still Gasp at her full bloom.
Every spotlight of an Early morning sun on Specks of dust in meditation Bring the light in her eyes to a weary soul...
You see a body and conditions. I see a four winged Seraphim with Fla
by ~tsani-jones
PulseI tasted your lips today as A cold ghost of hope, A grasp at unforgiving stone While falling away.Pulse
I could make out the scent Of a lonesome rose bouquet Laid to rest on your lapel As I sank deeper into Hell.
Can you hear me?
I am that voice that cries For you to believe. I am the electric taste in your Mouth when our eyes meet.
My tears for you hide Beneath a sad facade, A broken surface, The scarring of silk...
Your face is so faint But your pulse is in my veins.
by ~tsani-jones
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- Current Residence: In my writings
- Interests: VOCABULARY, grammar, rhetoric, writing, Poetry, drawing, novels, Political Theory
- Favourite movie: Big Fish
- Favourite poet or writer: Paul-love his lawyer-ly ways
- Personal Quote: "They never said don't lick it..."
- Tools of the Trade: graphite and charcoal are my faves, any ballpoint pen for writing-don't write in erasable penci
- Email: rogueblonde86@yahoo.com
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In truth there is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and full resolve either for good or evil, except at the very moment of execution.
- Nathaniel Hawthorne, Twice-Told Tales "Fancy's Show Box"
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She was cute, and fuzzy,
And for some reason she
Wouldn't let me touch her...
ok...well...hopefully...sometime before 30 yrs go by.
I expect more work from you, so i can appreciate your skills!
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In truth there is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and full resolve either for good or evil, except at the very moment of execution.
- Nathaniel Hawthorne, Twice-Told Tales "Fancy's Show Box"
i suppose i should post some sort of art work, then again i am not the only one who needs to do that *poke*
i promise to get on the ball, remember you needa get on it to!
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No Regrets. No Limits.
Hope that I can be as productive as you some time soon
i shall be the winner
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