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my brain's loose change

of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
edited December 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she molds her thoughts like clay
into something more tangible
like poetry
like a song
she can sing
when she's walking alone

the snowflakes fall
on her brown hair
and she melts
from the cold

she's a backwards girl
with backwards thoughts
thinking she could
write
something
awe-inspiring

but she can't

so she melts
at the touch of a
snowflake...
her words just a puddle
on the ground
you all walk on...

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I just had to write *something* so don't base your opinions on my writing off of this poem... *sighs*
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • SleightOfHand562SleightOfHand562 Posts: 477
    that was great
    There have been shows where maybe the whole first half of the show my eyes have been closed. and then you'll look out in the crowd and there'll be somebody totally lost in their head, in exactly the same place you're in. That, to me, is the essence of music

    ~Jeff Ament
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    Sheesh! What are you sighing about girl? That was lovely! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    *blush*
    *shy smile*

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~

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

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
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