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Impervious
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 8:23 am
by ~K
Eyes crash into
hysterical walls
though time is short
it towers over
our feeble gestures
you laugh as I
attempt to inject
meaning into
this maudlin tempest
for Cupid's arrow
warped around your heart
and couldn't even
graze it's surface
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 9:30 am
by stilltrucking
so true.
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 10:42 am
by ~K
Is it?
Laboring under my limited perspective, I never can be sure.
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 11:02 am
by stilltrucking
yes
only your words can pierce it.
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 12:11 pm
by mtmynd
K~... I liked this. Your lines were great. If I had to choose a favorite (which I'd never do!

) it'd be -
"
this maudlin tempest
for Cupid's arrow...'
but to isolate just one out of the whole would be foolish on my part.
Thanks for the poem.
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 12:44 pm
by stilltrucking
another reason I know it is true
I can not pull one line out of it and say that is what caught my eye, or that is what I liked most. It has integrity. It is a whole greater than the sum of its parts, its individual lines. But my perspective is limited too. The surface of my heart so callused with self pity
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 1:53 pm
by Axanderdeath
i don`t think about what i write
do
say or act
acting like what ever I do
is great and
assuming the
line of a king that I think I am
I really love poets that really take the time to think about every word
poetry is more effective that way...
Posted: September 3rd, 2005, 4:26 pm
by stilltrucking
yes, ~k definetly crafts her or his poems. Strange thing is I replied before to the poem before he/she put the avatar up. I had no idea what the poet's gender was. When I notice ~k had posted to creative my jaw dropped. I remember her/him from litkicks. When I saw the avatar all I could do was say got damit, I didn't want to see that. The last thing I needed was to see another beautiful face.
hip shot geoff, sponataneous gibberish, automatic typing, play some spooky theramin music. that is how I feel when i just let it rip in an open text box. I read this as i type in a whisper.
Posted: September 4th, 2005, 10:01 am
by stilltrucking
Yes Cecil mauldlin indeed
Maudlin as the Magician Of Lublin
but I have bult my monk's cell with
Silicon bricks
more effective than clay
my love life
is to love my life.
penitent that i am.
Posted: September 7th, 2005, 12:50 pm
by hester_prynne
Indeed, this is one of those little gems that stands out in a treasure chest full of them....
I love this.
H

Posted: September 26th, 2005, 8:33 pm
by iblieve
I'm with hester a little jem, as all I have read from you is priceless poetry. iblieve