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    dots Submission Name: everything that is silent dots
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    Author: blackbird
    ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
    Elite Ratio:    2.35 - 194/328/300
    Words: 226
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
    Total Views: 581
    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    dotseverything that is silent dots
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    all the world
    moves away:
    the alchemy of a western beach
    remembers me,
    how i once fell in love
    inside your secret heart.

    when i am the sky
    all my clouds are filled
    with water..
    then screaming children
    pretending to be shorter
    in the creek,
    my feet
    desperately trying
    to grow roots
    amongst the relentless algae.
    always slipping.

    my tongue is tied to a swing,
    one rope busted
    & dangling
    towards soft grass.
    the oak above
    was once my lovers body.
    her eyes still cling
    to the rusty leaves,
    one breast hanging:
    a carved heart
    with initials missing.

    waking up
    is like starting over.
    take spring, for instance,
    & how it moves
    in the opposite way
    of autumn
    yawning it's airy yeasts
    into our lives.
    i have loved in this way,
    burned up in the summer
    & frozen by the end
    of a conversation
    we once had.

    i've been sleeping
    for more than ten years
    without resting.
    my skin makes me tired,
    how it seems
    to move despite me:
    fingers soft on my arm,
    breath steaming
    across a forgotten cheek.
    & everything that is silent leaves me.

    a memory of a poem
    left on the bathroom mirror:

    the power was out.
    a face looking back
    full of questions.
    from then until sunset
    without feathers,
    the miracle of loving
    under wraps..




    Submitted on 2009-09-17 00:42:13     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      The second verse tripped me, but other than that, it all made sence or at least made me think on those silent things. I really enjoyed the imagery- don't ever stop.
    | Posted on 2009-11-18 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ]


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