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of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
edited July 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
some nights i just lay there on my bed hungry and chilly and cuddling myself.
some nights i just lay there and let the cold sweep over me
and the strange low low low low low breeze
wipe my face... wipe my tears... dry my eyes to normal. to almost happy.
the eerie silence of the trees out my window whisks me away to a place of strange melancholy
for reasons i don't know
for reasons i don't care about
for reasons that maybe don't exist

....question mark...?

it's dark. it's breezey. it's chilling my heart. and i'm all alone laying on my bed. i'm clinging to a soft blanket. so soft. so pretty. now and then it sweeps across my cheek... and i feel the plush embrace of something that can't say "i love you"

some nights it's just extra hard.
some nights it's just extra sad.
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    j to the essie has opened her heart,
    left us speechless at the bleeding,
    the sad part...

    yet lovely tis her poesy
    such is her way
    and tender words do much
    for tis tenderness of which elvis sang so many years ago

    love me tender

    can you give someone the love..
    are you able..
    are you possessed of a loving heart?

    dig deep inside,
    for the love you hide,
    for the one you truly love..

    tis the one inspires you to live..

    and cry, cry baby
    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
  • sistanumsysistanumsy Posts: 218
    Don't wallow so...I remember alone, pushing for something...I pushed right passed Love. Your tears let'em roll...bawl even. Be strong and keep close friends. Never ever think you are alone. Enjoy life even when you have a hole in your gas tank. Thanks for sharing such a deep mention. LOL
    K-The lost will do their best to get home, if they are loved. To our soldiers who have given what they had.
  • nailz100nailz100 Posts: 1,176
    Jessie.
    Your heart is so big it could fill this room
    sweep down upon us all and consume us with light
    for even angels may cry and shed tears that taste bitter
    trying to fly with hearts broken, wings bent
    alone you may feel when covered in darkness
    in times when it seems like there's nowhere to turn
    but alone you are not in these times that seems endless
    I throw my ears your way to listen and learn
    and my voice to tell you that it will be alright
    and your wings will repair themselves
    and your heart will mend in time...
    Only with our eyes closed can we truly see
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    you're all precious.
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    what's taters, precious?
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by Kwyjibo
    what's taters, precious?
    LOL!
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    clever hobbits... CLIMBING SO HIGH!!!

    great poem by the way jessie
    I really like the non-traditional format that your poems have been in lately, its loverly
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by Kwyjibo
    clever hobbits... CLIMBING SO HIGH!!!

    great poem by the way jessie
    I really like the non-traditional format that your poems have been in lately, its loverly

    thank youuuuu :D yeah... i'm pretty non-traditional. i like just letting my fingers decide where to go. and when to press "enter".

    it's more fun/spontaneous that way i guess.

    :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • MeddleDealMeddleDeal Posts: 2,547
    jessie, my dear, each time you put your poems up, we take a glimpse at your lovely soul which is SO ful of love to give :)

    love ya sis!
    ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~
    ~*STONEY PONY all the WAY!*~
    ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~
    "For the world, not for the war"-Neil Finn
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by MeddleDeal
    jessie, my dear, each time you put your poems up, we take a glimpse at your lovely soul which is SO ful of love to give :)

    love ya sis!

    AwWwWwWwWw!!!! I LOVE YOU SIS!!! *LETTER IS FINITO!!!*

    Just gotta wait a few days for my check to buy postage. :p hee hee


    YAYYY!!!
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • MeddleDealMeddleDeal Posts: 2,547
    Originally posted by of_the_girl
    AwWwWwWwWw!!!! I LOVE YOU SIS!!! *LETTER IS FINITO!!!*

    Just gotta wait a few days for my check to buy postage. :p hee hee


    YAYYY!!!

    Awww YEA!!!

    gotta get postage of course;) YA, LETTER to ME?! :D
    ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~ø~
    ~*STONEY PONY all the WAY!*~
    ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~
    "For the world, not for the war"-Neil Finn
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by MeddleDeal
    Awww YEA!!!

    gotta get postage of course;) YA, LETTER to ME?! :D

    fo realz!! :D
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    that I need to write something for you
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by Kwyjibo
    that I need to write something for you

    that makes me smile. :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
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