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Nothing from Eden in three pictures










1.

I think she's shy.

Staring at the note,
I know it's wrong,

Maybe I misspelled something,
or left something out,

or lied,
or was just mistaken,


        2.

I was in the marketplace
bartering for souls,
selling cheap wine
with a fast line
and counting on my toes

and when I found my self
at home,
a curious place,
I lit some candles
wondering
as the world beat itself to death
wailing outside my door.

          3.

Yes,
I hear the cat,
15 years and no tail,
been gone all night,
and looks like hell,
what do you expect me
to do
Tell her she can't go?
she'd only growl
and disappear
for a while,
again,

not my style anyway
I just put the dishes out.

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Written August 16th, 2003

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  • facesofnatalia
    February 1, 2004
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    a jackson in mah hizzy

    a poem called nothing from eden in three pictures could not be anything but completely brilliant, and so this is.......i didn't get the first picture but the second two were excellent. odyssey makes it all make sense, so props to him (her?). so yeah. excellent piece of voodoo writing here.

  • Odyssey
    August 18, 2003
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    This is one of my fave's from you - The title starts the ball rolling and suggests mystery...
    And you deliver "nothing" in the form of three clear snapshots...seemingly irrelevant and only connected by one thing - society, Eden - or what exists now in its place.

    A very interesting piece here. ~ grins broadly ~


  • jenneddin silver member
    August 17, 2003
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    another excellent piece of poetry.... a work of art if I may....

    jen


  • poetryality silver member
    August 17, 2003
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    Drifter that you are!

    Poetry is an extraordinary because it just flows. This piece was flowing and jumping from place to place like my mind often does. I even do that in conversation, and my adult "children" tell me to stay focused. Keep writing please!

    Much Love, Renee------------------------------->Poetryality


  • memnoch
    August 17, 2003
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    loved this piece! still struggling to figure out how the girl fits in...


  • myrataal silver member
    August 17, 2003
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    Bits 'n pieces - a (shy ... or not?) girl, a perculiar homecoming, and an old st(r)aying cat ...



    Never let the world in ...

    Lovely mysterious write.

    Myra


  • TeKajo
    August 17, 2003
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    a multitude of images flow through my head when i read this...a story is being told, not sure if its the one you intended, but a story that is worth knowing nonetheless...i love how poems like this make me feel, Life poetry. excellent work.
    thanks for sharing.

    ViNce


  • Decrescendo
    August 16, 2003
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    Hmmm...that's very interesting. i'm not sure i completely caught the drift of what you wer trying to say with this, but I enjoyed it nevertheless. Very creative and different... I like it.
    Keep up the excellent writing!!

    ~Dreamer

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