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Afraid Of Ceremony

In the window and out through the door
I too can play at opinions
That's what keys and symbols are for

More than bible bullshit, or bland folklore
Should not have left my heart open
In the window and out through the door

Went exactly why I wanted more
Than what has not been prov-en
That's what keys and symbols are for

Discovering secrets; what lies at the core
Of us, who are these gods, where are these demons
In the window and out through the door

Walked into the lodges, where men make war
Between knowledge, and illusion
That's what keys and symbols are for

At least I can still trust the floor
Before that too is a gate with a reason
In the window and out through the door
That's what keys and symbols are for


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Written August 5th, 2005

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  • dp robertson
    August 16, 2005
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    cat in the hat meets Bertrum Russell

    I loved this for everything that in says and how it is structured. Works perfectly

    David


  • jantastic gold member
    August 9, 2005
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    I still intend to attempt the villanelle one day. I started one once but the rhymes were lame and so I quickly abandoned it. This one flows well and the refrain is somehow haunting in a way. I'm blathering, forgive me it's early onset of senility or something has taken away my coherent thought.

    Shut up Jan.


  • Hidded Within
    August 7, 2005
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    thanks for entering dont forget to follow the rules though. good luck and best wishes


  • Blkwidow77 silver member
    August 7, 2005
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    You never fail to surprise me. With the way you phrase things, in your poetry. This is actually quite beautiful, the way it sounds, the rhythm of it. I like to read it, if for no other reason, then the way it sounds. Sometimes, you make it so, that just a handful of words, say far too much, or perhaps it’s just me. For example,

    ~~In the window and out through the door~~

    Taken at face value, in context with the picture you were supposed to be writing off, this could very simply mean, that the bullet is so strong, it passes through the window and the door. Just force and physics, a statement of fact. But more, it’s best to take into context, the whole of the poem, and then it means something a bit different, doesn’t it? That someone has snuck into your heart un-noticed, via the window. And now that they are they, and you care, you are either A) afraid and expectant that they shall leave you, and you’ll have to see them leave ‘through the door’, or B ) this is past tense for you, and you feel that they have already left. Sounds more like fear of love, to me, but whatever, right?

    The other expression, that is so striking is:

    ~~That's what keys and symbols are for~~

    This is another one, that can have several meanings. One, it could be an actual ‘key’ to your heart, the symbol of it, and that’s what you speak of. Two, we could go back to the picture of the gun, and say, you speak of death and impact. Or Three, (and the most likely answer) is that you refer to the ‘keys’ as in a computer keyboard, and symbols as in italics, bold faced and capitalization… all used to convey emotion, in place of an actual voice. Or more plain faced, you feel that this person is trying to manipulate you, with false emotions, in the virtual world.

    And, oh yes, one more. These two:

    ~~At least I can still trust the floor
    Before that too is a gate with a reason~~

    It is here, you show, that you are not unscathed. This person has gotten to you, haven’t they? Shown up unexpectedly, and you are afraid they will turn and abandon you. You care, you actually care, and you can’t stand it, can you? So you grip the floor, hoping it will be stable enough, before you cave. Don’t be so sure. You left the window open, and there’s your ‘gate with a reason’….


    Edited on Aug 07 because ''.


  • bw43
    August 6, 2005
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    Ummm... I'm guessing that's a typo and you meant herpes? Thanks for the warning... I'll be sure never to drink from your glass.

    May I suggest some Valtrex... I have samples where I work... I'll mail some to you. The pharmaceutical rep says it gets rid of the outbreaks a little faster [Can't say I know from experience though...]
    Edited on Aug 06, 3:01 p.m. because ''.


  • horus8 gold member
    August 6, 2005
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    I always get moody when my herpes flare up.
    Edited on Aug 06, 4:58 p.m. because ''.

  • bw43
    August 6, 2005
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    I don't know what possesses me to leave you a comment... I know I'm subjecting myself to your bitter opinion... But it's ok... I'm slightly masochistic... and am getting all excited at the thought of having you come back and try to insult me...

    That being said -- I don't really want to feed your ego... but I liked this poem. [Ahh... it kind of hurt to say something nice to you after you tried to be so disgustingly rude]

    I thought this poem was about the speaker being afraid of getting hurt... I deduce this from your title and the way the poem seems to convey the image of someone who opened his heart unknowingly and is now battling with reality... because the reality is that maybe it's not the right person... in the speaker's mind? but not in his heart...

    ahh... but what do I know. [I'm just a brave idiot who is battling illiteracy]

    I liked the refrain that you used about keys and symbols...

    Anywho... that is just what it meant to me... and I DON'T CARE if I am all wrong about it and you think nasty thoughts about me and my intelligence...


    Well... it was nice reading this.

    Yours truly,
    --The Idiot

  • buffytheparrotslaye
    August 6, 2005
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    Brilliant!

    Just find the right key and you can open the door.Great write with terrific imagery and a very musical feel.Loved the repition and feel this would make great lyrics for a song!Wish I could applaus you but am pointless as always!


  • MuddyKing
    August 6, 2005
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    There is a definite split-second feel to this, traveling through years of life and what came your way. While the repeating lines impacted the piece, truth rings true and hits you in the face, as it usually does. It's the split-seconds life sends us, that make the moments. Fear can't live without life.

    Peace Muddy
    Edited on Aug 06 because ''.

  • porthos
    August 5, 2005
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    Interesting. Then again, I have no opinion on anything whatsoever. I am a quiet, mousey man. I have no idea what keys and symbols are for.

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