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Nary a knuckle to unbuckle
as fingers frizzle the cloth
to put one's whole
into what it devours
even love tainted sour
to feed the need
to grasp and hold,
another.
To hold nothing
as if it were something
the jig saw of dreams
replacing reality.
I plant my feet and
lean on what I shudder
to be with
another.
I see my path ahead of me
but know not what lay
in tomorrow's mind.
For it grows with a new dawn
like flowers greeting the sun
standing next to
another.
Pulling memories,
like changing channels
adding up my ninety-nine sense.
Finding the one
to make a whole.
Until I am no longer
I'll find joy in
another.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years agojust to see the other side...what a ride eh...great pen...love your writes as always...lol/blue
dcpoet44almost 19 years agothem are brass knuckles....because i'm seeing things here that i haven't before. this piece is very reflective. this is smoothly written and with nice flow. super job art.........don
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoI felt this down to the bottom of my soul Art. I feel this is one of the first "ART" poems. This is you ... and it is stunning. Thank you for allowing us in..
blessings
du~
Mentioned in the Sunday reviews
Jennifer Calmost 19 years agoright from the start!
Masterfully written
Nary a knuckle to unbuckle
as fingers frizzle the cloth
to put one's whole
into what it devours
even love tainted sour
to feed the need
to grasp and hold,
another.
Wonderful writing
Thanks.
~ Jenn
