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All the words she never spoke: Always, All-ways
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Wednesday, April 2, 2008. I will let you roll off my back. Like so many soiled dreams. I do not need anything you offer. Whether liquid-filled paper cups. Or 15 second sound bytes. I refuse to feed the hunger. Phantom pains and lies. Emptiness is less palatible. But much easier to swallow. Than saccharine half truths. Told under a paper moon. I will give up this hunger,. Without sacrificing thoughts of you.
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All the words she never spoke: Trying something different
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Saturday, February 24, 2007. I LOVE the idea of letters. maybe I'll steal, uh, I mean borrow it for my own blog. March 1, 2007 at 12:07 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blogroll some of the blogs I enjoy reading. Word Thugs Literary Rag. Chris Pimental train wreck chronicles. Sometimes its best to be concise. Fuck you. I thi. I have f a l l e n i n t o passion . The Wind in Me. Words unspoken.part one.
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All the words she never spoke
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Saturday, March 3, 2007. Black is the night. Cold is the day. No hope in sight. Not here nor there. Ancient voices call her name. Long walk of shame. Walk away from the light. Never as bright as that star in the sky. Painfully give up the fight. It's a gray day and a black night. Nothing left to invest. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Blogroll some of the blogs I enjoy reading. Word Thugs Literary Rag.
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All the words she never spoke: words unspoken..part one
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Thursday, February 15, 2007. Words unspoken.part one. You have no idea of the thoughts hidden away in my brain. Thoughts so ripe with possibility that I have dared to vocalize them,. In twilight hours when silence amplifies them. Thoughts which are incomplete. Bursting with uncertainty,. If I told you would you hear me? There is no room in your life. For a girl of averages. And no room in mine for silly daydreams.
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Unspoken Words: Empty quills, unsung songs
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008. Empty quills, unsung songs. A friend of mine posted a poetry challenge. These were the rules:. THE WORDS: interpret, bargain, consider, apathy, dusk,. Deny, shatter, specific, anticipate and porcelain. Empty quills, unsung songs". I consider your apathy a bargain. In exchange for hollow words,. Your silence simplifies,. Is easy to interpret. Deny me a choice. My words are paper airplanes,. In ability to reach the intended target. As dusk envelops my soul. S h a t t e r s dreams.
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Unspoken Words: Replication
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Thursday, March 19, 2009. If we continue to take and take and take. All that is not ours to give. Surely, we rob the dawn. Raped and pillaged by calloused. Nay, I say to you. Tis better to be infinitely patient. For she will rise. So take your hands and. She will arrive slowly. Brighter than all the weeping stars united. A singular face more exquisite. Than any you have dreamt of. You will reach out with trembling hands,. But you must be open, transparent. Only then will you be able to touch,. The Time T...
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Unspoken Words: Not really a haiku, haiku.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008. Not really a haiku, haiku. How is that "not really a haiku"? June 4, 2008 at 7:14 PM. Firstly, loved your work on here, particularly this piece. Really thought-provoking and well-written - I'm not a huge haiku fan, but had to take a moment to stop and admire the story you could tell with this short form. Your other work on here is excellent, covering such a wide diversity of stylings. I have voted for you on Poetry Blog Rankings ( having just joined on Sunday! Dug out of the arch...
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All the words she never spoke
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Saturday, March 10, 2007. All the words she never spoke could fill volumes.but once written down they are unspoken no more. What is the point then? Do we let the secrets of the heart spill out not caring who might happen to read them? Do we name names and places, leaving ourselves open to scrutiny and vulnerability? Drake Lightle (aka Deleted User; Charles Bukkake). March 15, 2007 at 5:41 AM. Word Thugs Literary Rag.
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All the words she never spoke: Conduct Me
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All the words she never spoke. The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long. Friday, February 23, 2007. There’s a frenzied orchestra that needs to perform tonight. A deep desire that burns within. My body hot to the touch. Yet shivering so violently. Every nerve ending peaked. My pulse has quickened. Who conducts the orchestra. With a lone cello. Held as long as possible. Drake Lightle (aka Deleted User; Charles Bukkake). March 15, 2007 at 5:48 AM. This has always been a good poem. The Wind in Me.
