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Abyss

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The heat seems to boil
right underneath the surface
of my skin
while the haze on the sidewalk
causes one to hallucinate.

No air conditioner
in the summer is punishment
for sins forgotten.

Then I realize I haven't
forgotten .

While I lay here devoured
by humidity  
wet sheets on the window
begging for a breeze
something dark
uncoils
from inside me.

Memories.

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Summer has that ability ..

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  • Dobar Dan
    February 9
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    Send Some Of That Hot Here

    Very good poetry - the flow is excellent and the content perfect - we just came out of winter - cold and snow the north winds blow was the opposite if Hell - brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr but today the sun is shining - even though we had a bit of snow and hail - Spring is just around the corner - Joe


  • tara wilson gold member
    May 26, 2008

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    yes..I agree...seasons always bring certain memories with them that way, don't they? I love this...something a little cooling at the end...

    I am well, Catressa...hope all is well with you..


  • kirbysman Moderators member
    May 22, 2008
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    Not that hot here but perhaps out there? Hot summer nights do have strange effects. Well written and described - makes me glad I'm asleep 20 seconds after I touch the sheets. Small red heads do have those problems I guess, even in the northwest. Good job little one!

    Well, just read the comments and see this is reminiscence from the south. I sure understand that now.


    Paul

  • celadia
    May 22, 2008

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    This is really clear and understandable, I'm sure many people know what you mean and I liked the way you structured it.


  • Soulful Woman silver member
    May 20, 2008

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    This was such stunning writing. Although you spoke of the heat, you describe it so beautifully that I was just taken away to that hot, sweaty place.
    The picture was outstanding. I just loved where you took this and how it ended...
    Great job.
    Soulful Woman


  • Night Hope gold member
    May 20, 2008

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    Ahhh...but something light uncurls inside of you, too, my Friend. Gorgeous penning, Sweetie. I spent 18 months in the Louisiana heat...& barely made it through. Wanda


  • arafura gold member
    May 20, 2008

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    You my dear are a wordsmith! This is wonderfully written on so many diffreent levels. Is this the summer of your discontent?


  • -Ang-
    May 20, 2008
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    lovely

    stunning pic by the way

    A


  • Catatonia
    May 20, 2008

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    Haunting

    A beautifully rich darkness that envelopes all of the senses. I was taken to New Orleans, I have no idea as to the why of it, but the setting seemed perfect for the write, the whole idea of sins unforgotten in the midst of the summers heat (without air) a Southern charmed poem... beautifully penned. Write on!

    • Evil Eyes gold member
      May 20, 2008
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      I was actually remembering the Southern heat and craving it, something about the south tends to draw me back...

      Thank You for the comment..

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