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    dots Submission Name: compassdots

    Author: caster
    ASL Info:    31.M.MO
    Elite Ratio:    3.34 - 136/280/161
    Words: 48
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 386

       about: life without you.

    feedback: all feedback welcome. but i'm not looking for strutural, grammatical, or technical reviews. if this meant something to you, positive or negative, i'd love to hear about it.

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    his blood slowing
    january veins
    outstretched arms
    to jealous sky
    crimson rivers
    welling up from
    what’s left inside
    last words choked
    by a wounded existence
    a simple stone,
    a requiem in lowercase

    ‘without compass,
    he wandered the earth.
    found north for a season,
    then he lost her.’

    Submitted on 2010-02-02 09:06:08     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      ‘without compass,
    he wandered the earth.
    found north for a season,
    then he lost her.’

    she was your north...
    i wonder if its possible to find a new one...?

    i think it is.
    but i dont think its something that happens on purpose... you know?
    i think its one of those things you mourn and mourn and mourn and then all of a sudden you catch yourself mourning and wonder why youre doing it because somehow you have a new north... it doesnt have to be a girl... it can be anything... just a new mooring... a new bearing... a new way of judging direction in life...

    i think its one of those things that just happens.
    gradually and then suddenly to quote prozac nation...

    [sorry. thinking in songs today]
    | Posted on 2010-05-08 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      Oooooohhhhhhh, I do like this one, especially the ending (no, not just cuz it's the last thing I read, but because it fits so well)...

    And, Who golfs?
    | Posted on 2010-04-26 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      i'd say a lot of your adjectives are interchangeable with similar ones.

    that suggests to me that the writing is a bit short lines of summary rather than being one living breathing beast.

    a short poem like this should be dense with linkage and sonics teeing off, letting the big dog run. (that's golf talk)

    this is pitch and putt stuff at present.
    | Posted on 2010-02-03 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]

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