On Who Do We in this Life Hang?

rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
edited April 2013 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
one word
sung
a whisper thought in silence brought into this room
........................................landing
......begging

the thought of words across
the barrel of your sturdiness
holding deep in my chest

on wheels these
have not been

crisp is the sound
of night
so sudden this life is gone
arms and doors rush past you
the sunlight whispers the sky's for you

curl up your child's bed
curl up who you love & what they said
and what they mean to you

curl up who you will turn to
when you need them
and who needs you
strings tied in the thread
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  • MiiikeMiiike Posts: 436
    rollings wrote:
    one word
    sung
    a whisper thought in silence brought into this room
    ........................................landing
    ......begging

    the thought of words across
    the barrel of your sturdiness
    holding deep in my chest

    on wheels these
    have not been

    crisp is the sound
    of night
    so sudden this life is gone
    arms and doors rush past you
    the sunlight whispers the sky's for you

    curl up your child's bed
    curl up who you love & what they said
    and what they mean to you

    curl up who you will turn to
    when you need them
    and who needs you
    strings tied in the thread

    AMAZING
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    Thank you
  • JonnyPistachioJonnyPistachio Posts: 10,219
    rollings wrote:
    a whisper thought in silence brought into this room
    ........................................landing
    ......begging

    the thought of words across
    the barrel of your sturdiness
    holding deep in my chest

    Very cool! I hate to leave out other parts, but I really liked this ^^^
    "barrel of your sturdiness" is a great phrase!
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  • brianluxbrianlux Posts: 42,032
    Nicely done, Rollings. :) I can see I've been missing out on a lot of good stuff by not coming here more often. Keep them coming!
    “The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man [or woman] who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
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  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    she does turn a phrase or two doesn't she
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
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