free

eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
edited March 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
with you i am free

free to be light
and clear
and shining

and free to be dark
and murky
and glowing from inside

freedom tastes different to each of us
and its flavor changes with its surroundings

and what's on my tongue when you are near is
sweet and sharp
bright and black
pliable and firm
comforting and alien
restful and stimulating
light and dark

and free





for jt
Life is the riddle
Of which we're caught in the middle.
A couple of lucky ones
Tangled up in too much love
~cowboy junkies
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  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    and keep on thnking free

    thanks for sharing :)
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    olderman wrote:
    and keep on thnking free

    thanks for sharing :)

    ;)

    ....................
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    the people that make you feel free are the people you shiould surround yourself with. lucky girl.
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    Nice one... :)
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • my2handsmy2hands Posts: 17,117
    jt sure is one lucky guy :)
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    pacifier wrote:
    the people that make you feel free are the people you shiould surround yourself with. lucky girl.

    that's the plan! ;)


    thanks you guys! :)
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • my2handsmy2hands Posts: 17,117
    with you i am free

    free to be light
    and clear
    and shining

    and free to be dark
    and murky
    and glowing from inside

    freedom tastes different to each of us
    and its flavor changes with its surroundings

    and what's on my tongue when you are near is
    sweet and sharp
    bright and black
    pliable and firm
    comforting and alien
    restful and stimulating
    light and dark

    and free





    for jt


    you are very special :)
  • my2hands wrote:
    you are very special :)

    i agree! i love this poem, eddie's grrl...i don't just like it ;) i should check into the poetry thread more often, as i almost missed this one. thanks for sharing it with us. it sounds truly of the heart. :)
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    i agree! i love this poem, eddie's grrl...i don't just like it ;) i should check into the poetry thread more often, as i almost missed this one. thanks for sharing it with us. it sounds truly of the heart. :)

    well, considering how selective you are about using the *love* word... :p that's high praise, indeed! thanks, mookie. ;)
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    my2hands wrote:
    you are very special :)

    and you are very sweet!

    thanks, m2h.
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • my2handsmy2hands Posts: 17,117
    and you are very sweet!

    thanks, m2h.

    3 am, wow! couldnt sleep?
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    my2hands wrote:
    3 am, wow! couldnt sleep?

    yeah, my sleep's been a bit wacky lately. i conk out at 10:00, wake up at 2:00, lay there a while, get up, make tea, try to read back to sleep... eventually, i end up here! :D but i did go back to sleep after a while. that alarm clock beeping at 6:30 was NOT a welcome sound, lemme tell ya. :p
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    This poem is a complete moment of feeling. It doesn't attempt any device that would clutter up the expression, because it's formally free as well as thematically about freedom. I like its audacity, its spirit. :)
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    This poem is a complete moment of feeling. It doesn't attempt any device that would clutter up the expression, because it's formally free as well as thematically about freedom. I like its audacity, its spirit. :)

    wow, thank you, fins! i'm truly flattered. :o
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • :) Ah, a lovely poem, eddie's grrl! It'd be nice to see you posting more here! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • eddies grrleddies grrl Posts: 509
    :) Ah, a lovely poem, eddie's grrl! It'd be nice to see you posting more here! :)

    thank you, BE. i'm trying to work up the nerve to post more... you may soon be regretting those words! :D

    thanks again.
    Life is the riddle
    Of which we're caught in the middle.
    A couple of lucky ones
    Tangled up in too much love
    ~cowboy junkies
  • thank you, BE. i'm trying to work up the nerve to post more... you may soon be regretting those words! :D

    thanks again.

    :) You are free! No working up the nerve, grrl--just post!!! :)

    I don't think I'll regret my words, it's nice to see this place moving and different people sharing.

    You're most welcome! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • very nice poem
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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