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Darkness drifting, sifting emotions
Like a dryer spinning a load of laundry
Reading words that depress the senses
Holding back oceans of tears
Life sucks sometimes
Yet life is beautiful
But how it rears its ugly head
For you, my friend
Casket closing: should've stopped her
Six feet under: can't dig her up now
Drifting away on clouds of glitter
A collection of all the decorations
Made when she was young
The carpet pattern moves under the gaze
Of friends whose eyes swim in tears not shed
[What can be done?]
Detatched he lingers for a moment
Unsure of those last fleeting thoughts
Cause and effect
Wandering the bounds of Limbo
Like a phantom
Ghostly images of memories
Played in a slideshow
On the movie theatre screen
While he remembers kisses stolen at that scene
[Never forgotten]
Displayed hopes and dreams
Like treats at a bakery
Lined up with cards detailing their ingredients
He takes a cream-filled pastry
Family and security for five hundred
The theme music plays
Game shows on television prove
We all have fifteen minutes of fame
Memories swirl faster like a hurricane
Erupting, volcanic rock
Hailing down upon his head
Duck and cover
Maybe he'll live one more day
Maybe he'll let it fly past
Bees attracted to nectar
Creating honey that he can devour
Fuel his passions
But then he returns to where she rests
He cannot fight for her
For her battle is over and lost
And his eyes close on tears which shall finally be shed
For he appreciates how fragile life is
He can live life and love it
He can live each day
But this lesson learned is
Bittersweet
For she shall not share
This life with him

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On Saturday October 25th, 2003, WinterGrave (337) writes:
I like your poetry alot, the emotion in your words is simple to feel, i like that alot ~~~Grave


On Sunday October 26th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Thank you. *am touched by such simple praise*


On Wednesday October 22nd, 2003, AlluringDescent_darkbride (763) writes:
Ack...you know what? I've read this a dozen times now and I couldn't come up with the right comment. I agree with Six though...this is beautiful :)


On Wednesday October 22nd, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
*grins* Yay.


On Tuesday October 21st, 2003, King_Crazy_Dave (407) writes:
well thats left to say. it is beautiful i lovethe idea behind it as much as i hate it. great work night.really


On Tuesday October 21st, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Yay. Manage was a great work too, m'friend.


On Tuesday October 21st, 2003, Loserland (134) writes:
the title says it all...great images here


On Tuesday October 21st, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Thank you.


On Saturday October 18th, 2003, Jonas (877) writes:
like time, like a flowing river, why the sound of water saddens me but sustains me... *sigh*(idothatalotlately) mixed images pointing to a picture that defies even a funky looking brush. lovely.


On Saturday October 18th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
*grins* Well then...


On Friday October 17th, 2003, A Velvet Tongue (527) writes:
gale, this is beautiful , utterly amazing..what a fruitful and yet aromatic way with words you have..


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Awwww... thankee.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Six-Out (1799) writes:
I'm at an utter loss of words...Nighty, thank you for posting this.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Aw...


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Jonas (877) writes:
beautiful... much tooo stoned to offer any more comment than that, presently. i'll be back soberer


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
*grins* alrighty then.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, GothicBlack (266) writes:
wow, i'm sitting here in such calmness, its as if the room fell silent. Such a powerful right, it really shows what's inside you Nightingale. ~gothic~


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Thank you...


On Friday October 17th, 2003, cre (507) writes:
This is really beautiful . . sad and haunting . . I felt like I could see flash frames for each scene . .


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Thank you, cre. My first try at something kinda abstract. Nice to know some find it rather good.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Bast (895) writes:
i feel this now deeply. more than anything. and i almost don't want to. almost. but then... i revel in it, and lick up blood like sugar... gives me energy for one more moment.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Kitty... don't... dare...


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Prophetical thoughts and dreams are something I've often been plagued with. Not you. Not yet. Not you. Not yet.


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Drea (917) writes:
wow gale. i dont really have words for this. my mind was all over the place yet focused. very well done and interesting. ~Drea~


On Friday October 17th, 2003, Nightingale (555) writes:
Thank you. I've been reading lots of Fish's stuff and was feelin' kind of abstract, yeh know?



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