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    dots Submission Name: Key-For Usdots
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    Author: Vasudeva
    ASL Info:    43/M/irrelevant
    Elite Ratio:    5.12 - 24/27/23
    Words: 366
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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    Transformations
    can occur

    in or out of the womb

    Some are reversible.
    Some leave scars.
    Most fade with time.

    Always logical You said:
    "Just stay calm.
    All will be well."

    You stayed married to
    a narcissistic nightmare
    to keep up appearances.

    I guess you finally
    broke through her control.
    this time
    The Big "G" in the Sky
    Took You!

    HOW not to worry?

    All my worry did not prevent this.
    (Though I did it day and night).
    Staying calm was also ineffective.

    You left very fast.
    You left me a key.

    Every day
    I must force it
    hard
    into the ancient brass tumblers
    of my difficult everyday life.
    Wanting to rest,
    But compelled to go on.
    Desiring, but
    Never finding Home.

    The wind
    breathes sanguine sweet songs
    near the fire.
    Like it's the Pied Piper's
    newest improvisations
    in
    February's scrumptious
    bejeweled
    and painful landscape.
    Bitter mornings
    Sorrowful endings

    (I see the sorrow.
    Too much for just one person).

    You saw cheerful and bright,
    with magnificent eyes of wisdom.

    A morning canary
    (though hungry, without sin)
    sings in rejoice
    above your stone.
    You'd like that, I think.

    (To me it is a
    mourning bird
    mocking and
    grinning
    in the
    faith of death.)

    (Oh, I have faith.
    Faith that I am going to die
    And it will probably be
    bloody,and painful.
    Then I may be represented
    by a stone
    that feels no pain
    but that we can measure.
    Perhaps with marks from a religion
    that I never understood).

    Rocket Scientist!
    You had an explanation for everything.

    What do you know now?
    What do you now know?

    I want to know.

    The stories you told me:
    "The Big Bang."
    "All Is Dust."
    All terribly tremendously
    Compelling. Fascinating.

    But are they just stories?

    (I never could get over
    how everything changes
    when we dream).

    AND THIS COULD JUST BE ANOTHER DREAM(?)

    Going higher-
    from ancient traditions
    chanting. ringing the gong. beating the drum.
    seeking transformation disseminating the healing
    whereweshallbereunitedtowardtheoneiwillalwaysloveyou!
    OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM






    Submitted on 2007-03-01 20:19:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      You left very fast.
    You left me a key.

    Every day
    I must force it
    hard
    into the ancient brass tumblers
    of my difficult everyday life.
    Wanting to rest,
    But compelled to go on.
    Desiring, but
    Never finding Home.



    Someone died very quickly and left one very weary survivor in their wake; someone for whom death has provided neither comfort nor understanding. This is reminiscent of the rant a son might have for a father who left suddenly (perhaps during his son's late teens), when answers are few and the need for role models is greatest of all.

    Beautifully written, especially the declaration of undying love at the close.

    Bill
    | Posted on 2007-03-07 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      The wind
    breathes sanguine sweet songs
    near the fire.
    Like it's the Pied Piper's
    newest improvisations
    in
    February's scrumptious
    bejeweled
    and painful landscape.

    OMGosh, this is beautiful! So provocative! You've invited your reader into a most personal nightmare of torment and anguish. My heart bleeds tears for you...

    Enjoyed this write...sincerely. Just one thing, though...don't be misled...the Big "G" didn't "take..." Seek truth, and you will get your answers.

    Peace...and keep writing!
    Kimmy
    | Posted on 2007-03-02 00:00:00 | by KimmyMim | [ Reply to This ]


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