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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 18:07:15 GMT -5
No matter where I wander
There's an empty space where you belong.
It creeps up on me sometimes
when I'm getting ready to go somewhere,
The Monster
That collective thing that took you away.
I'm overdramatic perhaps
But this monster comes up behind me
and scares me and makes me cry and mourn
for you.
I'm learning not to chide myself
so much for doing that.
Sometimes I'm calmed by
hearing your voice saying 'mom'.
Things will never be the same, though...
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Post by enigma on Oct 1, 2012 19:03:34 GMT -5
No matter where I wander
There's an empty space where you belong.
It creeps up on me sometimes
when I'm getting ready to go somewhere,
The Monster
That collective thing that took you away.
I'm overdramatic perhaps
But this monster comes up behind me
and scares me and makes me cry and mourn
for you.
I'm learning not to chide myself
so much for doing that.
Sometimes I'm calmed by
hearing your voice saying 'mom'.
Things will never be the same, though...
Grief is something you know well.... Sorry about that. |
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 19:28:17 GMT -5
The hand on the shoulder,
and silence
the inward smile of appreciation
the downard glance
all is truly well
when we're there
for another
for we are one. |
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Post by Reefs on Oct 1, 2012 20:03:30 GMT -5
bad poetry?  give us a little more, silver. something stuck in your craw it seems...  |
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 20:07:45 GMT -5
bad poetry? give us a little more, silver. something stuck in your craw it seems... I fear you may be right. I feel like sigourney weaver in alien movie - I'm the monster's mother, ha! So it's just this ms. monster left.  |
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Post by Reefs on Oct 1, 2012 20:37:09 GMT -5
I know your story, silver. And I get the impression that you are unable to change your story even though you don't like that story at all.
Maybe you are thinking that a bad story is better than no story?
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 20:43:58 GMT -5
I know your story, silver. And I get the impression that you are unable to change your story even though you don't like that story at all. Maybe you are thinking that a bad story is better than no story? Am unclear on what you are suggesting. I said bad poetry not bad story. |
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Post by Reefs on Oct 1, 2012 20:50:15 GMT -5
Never mind. Not the kind of stuff I'm usually delving into anyway.
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 20:55:11 GMT -5
Gee thanks
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Post by laughter on Oct 1, 2012 22:15:47 GMT -5
The tear the fear the hear the weird … things I say
When I hurt
I will not make a rhyme here
These words won’t flow or have any lyric to them
The quality inspectors have left the building
Noone here but me and the monsters
These monsters aren’t funny
They don’t look like monsters they just feel like them
They feel like massive balls of pain
Pain of absence Pain of lack Pain of the senselessness of this f.ucking place
Why aren’t you here?
What I don’t see with you not here is only everything
Oops … sorry, that line didn’t suck
I can make it suck by saying that though
There is no order to these thoughts and if only there was chaos
Then I wouldn’t feel bad
There is no consoling no sympathy
Even when I say I don’t understand
Hell, I can’t even understand that I don’t understand
Send in the f.ucking clowns already
The room is spinning
The street is shaking
Wait, these lines don’t seem to suck again
Sorry for that
Mussed up hair
Thoughts of mussed up hair from mussed up thinking
Disorder and disarray … seem to be ends to themselves
Stopped looking for meaning
Stopped trying to catch a drizzle of emotion in my beggers bowl
A long fu.cking time ago now
Minutes been dragging by
Seems like forever
What to say what to hear?
What to convey what to ask for?
None of it all of it its just the same.
All monstrous
All of it
Thank you for reading
Let me know how I can make this suck more next time.
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 22:24:37 GMT -5
Ah, now I can heave a sigh of relief, laughter is here! I was beginning to have my doubts that anybody could suck as bad at poetry as myself. Except for a couple of exceptions here n there, you sucked admirably, laughter. yay! |
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 22:26:01 GMT -5
I know your story, silver. And I get the impression that you are unable to change your story even though you don't like that story at all. Maybe you are thinking that a bad story is better than no story? Hey Reefs, you suck, and you didn't even have to write any poetry. Talk about lazy hahaha.  |
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Post by laughter on Oct 1, 2012 22:27:49 GMT -5
Ah, now I can heave a sigh of relief, laughter is here! I was beginning to have my doubts that anybody could suck as bad at poetry as myself. Except for a couple of exceptions here n there, you sucked admirably, laughter. yay! Inquire as to the identity of the one who sucks. Therein the root of all suckage shall fall away. |
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Post by topology on Oct 1, 2012 22:30:55 GMT -5
The force known as sucking is merely an illusion.
It really has caused quite a confusion.
For everyone who has ever studied gaseous mechanics knows
That nothing ever really sucks, everything else just blows.
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Post by silver on Oct 1, 2012 22:32:00 GMT -5
And the usage of poorly disguised naughty words was a right nice touch. |
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