Note first,
that it was an affliction
and not rare at all.
She was so thinly veiled
that the eyes were naked.
In the beginning
the shit
was a sparse layer
over the rock
life being meager and sporadic
but the generations passed
one upon another,
the mothers are pregnant
but barren,
a book of teddy bear tales
where evil is deflated
time and time again
as worlds fall
fertile
but with a foul air.
While the eyes stare.
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Written June 12th, 2005
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poetic affliction
Yes Lute --
Holding an ABC-book in hand -- an introduction to life -- this beginner, painter of survival's hues ... And love -- being the test of life -- this burden: oh Love, let me love with Love! Yes: pregnant, but barren; life-filled, but lifeless. Oh Light, let me enlighten with Light!
Within illusion, softened by tales, evil resides ... and within knowledge the naked, vulnerable eyes are becoming blind -- staring but not seeing ... An ever-ancient rejected bride ... eyes covered by barren soil: diamonds lost.
Yet: layer by layer rock is formed ... waiting stars ...
We will become earth with our bodily decay -- but with souls we will soar!
Myra
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Evol-lute-tion and Fairytales and Pregnancy and Lifeness and Luteless all squashed in a poem so, so little. How lovely.
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See Lute write.
See Lisa read Lute.
Lute writing is a good thing.
Yeah?
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weirdly good
leavesd me feeling kinda wierd but obviosly its supposed too exellent piece -
It does get the imagination going, just when I think I figure out what the message it, it takes a turn and its not the same as it was. Wonderfully done.
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I'll have to be honest and even after two reads I'm not completely sure what this means. I believe I have a slight idea but don't think I've grasped the whole picture, so with that, if nothing else, this piece certainly got my imagination working. Well done, take care and God bless.
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hmmm.. thats lovely.. u have great imagery..loved
your words... the flow i decent tooo...!!!
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Neha
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