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    dots Submission Name: Rain Through My Fingersdots
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    Author: Mithrandir
    ASL Info:    28/m/N.Y.
    Elite Ratio:    4.62 - 452/681/113
    Words: 122
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    dotsRain Through My Fingersdots
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    The words escape me
    like sparse rain through my fingers
    I fear I shall be ever thirsty

    In this search for relief
    the mind always returns
    to the image
    of your face

    Not mine to seek
    Nor mine to hold
    Never mine
    Never mine

    Pulse quickens
    as I try to catch the words
    I fear I shall be ever silent

    Perhaps it's time
    cast the paper on to the fire
    throw the pens away

    The words escape me
    maybe they were never mine
    to seek
    to hold
    to speak

    I fear I shall be
    ever thirsty
    ever silent

    and the mind always
    works its way back
    to the image of you
    walking away





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      This is wonderful, and I know that feeling well. The fickle muse has abandoned me lately. The last stanza is so telling. I hate to read something after so many thoughtful comments have been made because all of the good stuff has usually been said, and this is no different.

    Nicely done,
    Amy
    | Posted on 2011-12-05 00:00:00 | by cuddledumplin | [ Reply to This ]
      Passions beyond expression tend to be seen in such a romantic light...
    yet, to find oneself bursting with passion and being incapable of expressing it...that isn't romantic in the least.
    It's horrifying.

    I believe the repetition lent the feeling of desperation to the piece...this is something that's been turned over in the mind so often that it's ingrained...
    inescapable.

    Intriguing write.
    Thanks for sharing.


    | Posted on 2011-09-25 00:00:00 | by latentlylyrical | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a perfect description of fragile inspiration.
    Like rain through my fingers.

    Sometimes, it really does feel that desperate. Trying to grasp the words as they escape; not wanting to feel empty.
    And then I like this idea of the "you" for the inspiration.

    "Perhaps its time
    cast the paper on to the fire
    throw the pens away"

    It feels like that sometimes; maybe the words were happier before they were written down?

    Great write

    Matt
    | Posted on 2011-09-24 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      i didn't have the words to stop you from leaving..now i don't have the words to tell you how i feel...

    like rain through my fingers the words fall but not onto the page....they evaporate before they hit the ground...and i, i remain thirsty...

    my pen is so dry...but my eyes are not.

    lots of emotion in this.


    beginning of fifth stanza...should be "Perhaps it's time"
    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-09-24 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      I love the images: Rain through fingers, ever thirsty and the image of the beloved walking away. Thank you for sharing this piece.
    | Posted on 2011-09-23 00:00:00 | by EW61 | [ Reply to This ]


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