The broken parts
of another day
spin around the mind ...
Like pieces
of a jigsaw,
sent to try me.
Maybe
if i dream or
breath slowly,
I could stand back
and admire
the picture I desire
still, my unsteady
mind awhile
and smile at nothing:
Nothing forming,
Nothing lasting,
Nothing to grab...
but my fake smile
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I really like it
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thank you
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good
Having just come thru major surgery I find some days I think that way. You've captured a common mood.
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thank you and i hope your ok
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Very good indeed...
sorta live by the sword,
die by the sword....????
I could be wrong..
I often am...
but very much attracted to the flow and innuendo.....
A pensive read...
the type of piece that as you read ,
it is just you and the poem......
it has the ability to gain your full attention.
Just a great piece lined with great spacing which adds to the read.
Peace always my brother.
Lowell Poe
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thanks for your kind words, this is one of those nonesense poems lol
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Excellent
I would leave constructive criticism, however, I usually like your poetry just as you have written it.
Very well written, indeed. I like the way you choose to express your ideas.
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Very nice.
It's original, I like that
=]
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wow
nice poem i think it is very cool .
it sounds like your talking about a vampire.
but it might just be me? -
its something alright
ur poem make me feel something
deep inside.
but i cant really name it.
i feel . . .
i feel like like i can relate to what ur talking about.
i feel like ive felt that way once before.
sorry
i cant seem to explain myself
but ur poem its . . .
its . . . its something else alright
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