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The storm results in calm, for me.

I have always been
the calm before the storm

gently cooing those I reach to
with hints
and glimpses

at the puncture wounds
the polished wood
splintered through me from the banister I've ridden
since I learned
how to form words.

like my skin matched my personality from the start-
sand paper to rub everyone the wrong way,

but people aren't made of wood.





Now I'm the apple neither whole nor stripped
just waiting
to roll behind anything big enough to shower a gray
over me.


So here I hide my head
jammed between the frame
and door--


protecting it from the sound of another slam
that I'll no longer use

as inhales.

Author notes

the last part--- the last "slam" of my door is also like the last breath... the storm. the peace.


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  • My Darkness
    June 3, 2007

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    this is good.. and the metaphors are amazing! you have done a great job with this and it's a well deserved gold! thanks for sharing


  • -ButterflyCuts-
    May 7, 2007

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    Ah, this is gorgeous.. you got the calm beautifully. I liked the rhyme of slam and jammed.. gave it some rhythm

    good luck hunnypie


  • Confetti Fairy-x
    May 7, 2007

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    ah u have just saved me from screaming at the computer and making it my personal mission to hunt these shitty poets down who have entered crap in this contest and throw poetry books and pies at them

    this is wonderful
    <3 x


  • sweetpearl
    April 29, 2007

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    Aw, it's sad. I don't want to take anymore blows either.

    "at the puncture wounds
    the polished wood
    splintered through me from the banister I've ridden"

    --really great images here and awesome metaphors. You're a great writer, aren't you? YEP.

  • She Stole My Voice
    April 27, 2007

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    [You're going to win.]

    I love this.
    SO not emo.
    I-I just love it!
    Love you ♥

    ~Princess of Shadows~


  • Confetti Fairy-x
    April 25, 2007
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    thankyoo for entering, i actually was thinking this was you while i was reading it! thanks for entering something decent amongst the shallow emo bullshit that i've been reading!... (not all of it of course but i've had to delete a few already!)
    i adore
    "but people aren't made of wood."
    it such a great statement, like a moment of realisation that people move, live and will do things to you and act by themselves, not simply being inanimate and what you want them to be...

    My favourite stanza
    "Now I'm the apple neither whole nor stripped
    just waiting
    to roll behind anything big enough to shower a gray
    over me."
    that's beautiful, in a lovely natural and relatable way, i really related to this. the feeling or being stood out and not quite knowing what you are or how you feel, complete or broken, exposed or withdrawn...

    and the end is great.

    thanks honey! this was a real good write x


    • CarCrashHumor
      April 25, 2007
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      I can't wait to see the final placers!

      this contest could either turn out fantastic,

      or the bs crap you mentioned.. hah, actually when I saw this contest I bookmarked, and then yesterday I looked at some of the entries and felt bad for you having to read them. then I sat on a few shallower poems swimming around in my notebook for a while and tried to come up with something with more meaning.. I'm sure you'll get way better entries than mine, but I had fun trying my best for you

      xxx ♥

      good luck with judging my dolly...

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