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Black With Crows

Curiosity, why do you not commence?
Casually roaming the couloir
Imagination corrupted hence,
this stumbling tsar...
He's naked, boys, he has no clothes
Crystal Christ, girls, let this transpose

I remember when the sky was black with crows
Where did all of the crows go?
Crossing paths with vervains?
Their darkness still remains...
This I know

No more plush poison
Hightail all the masons
The elite have got to go
I remember when freedom was more than a word
When righteousness didn't lean, wayward
Conspiracy's not a dirty word, you know...

Curiosity, why do you not commence?
Casually roaming this corridor
Imagination corrupted hence,
this twisted tsar
Lets come out, every star*
Or else, its all meaningless

whats going on in your portal?

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  • Rhythm Child
    October 24, 2008
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    your absolutely amazing

  • Lowell Poe
    September 20, 2008
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    War children!
    It's just a kiss away!

    Great fucking title lass!




    Dylan
    Kerouac
    Waits,
    a tad to long
    to really be Yeats.

    Morrison
    Lennon
    are a few,
    It's really all
    in your point
    of view.

    Love it gypsy,
    [burp]
    [excuse me]
    LOWELL.

  • VioletElizabeth
    February 24, 2008

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    Wow, that was amazing, yet again. It actually reminds me of someone I used to know very well...I may have said this before, but you really do have an amazing talent Beautiful poem, beautiful background, all in all, truly amazing!
    xx
    V/E

    . Rewarded 4


  • just mercedes gold member
    February 24, 2008

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    Portal is pointless today. Full of crows, and all the empty horses. Your write is again astounding, trumpeting down along its way, no quarter give. I remember when freedom was a way to live, not a need to die. Love your play with tsar/star, the hooded man in the corridor will not come out and show meaning, makes it all somehow demeaning. Mason moans.

  • bolsabrat
    February 24, 2008

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    Amazing

    this is an amazing array of words and emotions. i love the way it flowed and the rhythm made it all tie together. this poem made me question which is hard so congrats!
  • davidwright silver member
    February 24, 2008

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    An interesting play on words though I'm not certain of your meaning in that I'm an old fashioned geezer not given to twists and turns of modern metaphors. Good read though. Happy trails

  • stylization
    February 14, 2008

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    love the description. very good.
    "i remember when freedom was more than a word"
    my favorite line


  • Perception
    February 14, 2008

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    I really like your descriptions in this piece... They were amazing... And your overall view...

    ~Wonderful

  • tarcus
    January 12, 2008
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    I mis the crows


  • MissStranger
    January 12, 2008
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    you never stop to amaze me


  • Exit-Stage-Right
    January 12, 2008

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    Interesting layers of metaphor here... I'll have fun trying to sort this out for the next few moments. You have to look up one of my very recent entries "In The Shadow Of Remorse" or some such, and see if you can fight your way through it... I think you'd enjoy it!


  • SilencefillsMySoul
    January 11, 2008

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    loved this

    How many people can say that they DONT think this way? we all live in such shallow worlds of our own that we just cannot see what's out there, besides us. I loved it because It made me go to the mirror and step out of myself. This was great. Thank you for sharing.

  • rollingzen
    January 11, 2008
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    well done


  • Transcend All
    January 11, 2008

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    Transcend All

    The really cool thing was the way you placed the words, the flow. As I read through it I could feel a beat, like [Slam] Not sure if you ment that to be, but I love it!

    Namaste'


  • TabbyCat
    January 11, 2008

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    Impressive vocabulary

    While I enjoyed the rythm and wording of your poem, I was a little lost as to its meaning. Care to elaborate? I did like the last few lines of the first stanza. The rhyme was obvious without being condescending. Nice work! I wish you luck. Read my work if you have time.

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