The Taste Of Numb
Some tastes never leave the mouth
can never be washed clean of the buds
like bitterness, death, anger, hatred, and loss
It stings the senses,
scars the mouth,
and sends a message of madness
right to the heart and mind; to the soul
and leaves you numb
But you spit it out
walk on
and try to continue life
I have spit till I am dry
and I have lived till it hurt
(and hurts still)
and the salt of tears
is a welcome honey
like salve to my singed tongue
the taste of numb
Author notes
life stinks at times...like now
Written July 28th, 2006
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and the salt of tears is a welcome honey like salve to my singed tongue
Beautifully written. I am trying to get back into writing and this is definitely inspiration.
John
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I am so honored to inspire YOU! Such talent you posess, and have always posessed. Thank you so much for such a compliment my dear friend. I will be sure to run by your page and play catch up.
Blessings to you and yours
Billie Jean
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"would you be my dragon slayer? Vanquish the monster that devours me."
Still carry your poem in my wallet.
Yes, you inspire.
John
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John,
You gave me a huge smile when I needed one most. Thank you my friend. I have some catching up to do on your writes, forgive me for being oblivious to this site for a while, I am in the middle of moving LOL. Thanks again for the smile.
Love and light,
Billie Jean
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The bitter acid of this one I can feel even at this distance. You have a talent for expressing emotion in a way that is seemingly universal and you do it without getting too bogged down in it, if you know what I mean. The emotion is there, but you don't get lost in it which shows a great respect for the reader. You always seem to put the reader first. As a result, the poetry isn't just venting, it is designed to elicit an emotion in the reader that is then shared as part of the poem.
Yours is quite a talent.
CaliOkie
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And boom. Wow. This is such a fantastic poem. I suggest that you add it to the reading list for the group which is located on the main page of the group. This was powerful and painful.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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I will since you requested!
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Something deep within me, begs for such words to escape my own heart; to have them pasted somewhere other than my eyelids, refusing to show anything other... So touching, so pained, so very well written. Wonderful write!!!
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Dig deep hun and the words will come. Pain often conjures my muse, whom I call "Pandora" due to her stubborness. You need release, and will find it. Till then feel free to borrow mine all you need.
Blessed be,
Billie Jean
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The metaphor is awesome and original. The piece is very well crafted with insight. It's amazing that pain and sorrow often yeild the best poetry. Maybe it's beacause we littlerally pour ourselves into the write - no holds barred. Whatever the reason, this is one of the best (if not the best) poems I've read in days.
Thanks,
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Oh sweetie, I feel your pain. I'm going thru it right now myself. Life sucks and then you still have to get up in the morning {ain't that a bitch} If you need or want to talk, call me. I am here. LUV YA~ Cuddles
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Nessa it is ok hun, life deals crappy hands at times, and we either roll with the punches or die. I am not ready to die. I just needed some things out, now I will pull myself up by the bootstraps so to speak and move on. Thanks for always being a friend. I will talk to you later hun. Kisses and hugs.
Blessed be
Billie
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Billie honey, I just got back in town but I will be calling you later today. I hope you vacation was great and I am sad to see this
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Thank you Nic, you have always been, and stayed, a true friend. Rare these days. I am sure, without doubt, things will look up soon. Just seems that life deals mean hands at some times, this is one. Thank you again my poetic sister for the smile.
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Thank you Deena, for being a friend and for the constant kindness.
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Athena,
I, above all else, understand that you are busy hun and do NOT expect my friends to be there every second of every day. I do hope all is well your way. Things will look up I am sure. Till then....
Thank you for the kind words.
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As always John, many thanks for the kind words and sentiments.Eventually the sun comes out, to qoute the Crow....It can't rain all the time.
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Just life my sweet friend, being life. Seems everyone I ever cared for deeply has turned their back when I won't continuously turn a cheek. Oh well. Thank you for the concern.
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Oh Billie Jean... I am sorry you wrote this poem so well, my friend. Yeah, life stinks at times (like now...). I hate it when someone I love goes through a sad and rought time. Know that I am here for you. I so understand about "the taste of numb". Lots of love and hugs to you...
~ Nicolette
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I hate that you are having a tough time of it. But I am familiar with it myself,so many are nowadays. I miss you sweetheart.
As Always,
Deena
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Billie, I know I haven't been talkitive to you and some others lately, and it's not that I don't care, just life being crazy. Whatever is going on, know that I DO think of you, even when I am silent. Athena
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And yet it is times like this that makes poets (and other artists) great.
I'm sorry to hear things are down.
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??? Oh Billie...
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Times like this are here to teach, beleive it or not (said in a Riply manner). This is well done.
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