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is my friend.
settles in. . .
as I lay morning side
of tumultuous thoughts,
tumbling.
the field
is clear.
the air crisp,
settles in. . .
this quietest of time.
my path, not clear.
not yet.
nowhere in sight.
what?
no hand to hold.
the dull thud of loneliness
falls heavy.
realization,
as it is,
is my friend.
settles in. . . [comments] => 5 [counter] => 404 [topic] => 13 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

rigor mortis

Contributed by elle on Saturday, 31st January 2009 @ 08:03:05 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

the dew,
is my friend.
settles in. . .
as I lay morning side
of tumultuous thoughts,
tumbling.
the field
is clear.
the air crisp,
settles in. . .
this quietest of time.
my path, not clear.
not yet.
nowhere in sight.
what?
no hand to hold.
the dull thud of loneliness
falls heavy.
realization,
as it is,
is my friend.
settles in. . .

Copyright © elle ... [ 2009-01-31 20:03:05]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: rigor mortis (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 31st January 2009 @ 09:41:45 PM AEST
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Your poetry is so genuine...so real!

Re: rigor mortis (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 31st January 2009 @ 10:33:22 PM AEST
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Sad but increible writing.
Luv the title.
Huggs, smiles, blessings,
emy

Re: rigor mortis (User Rating: 1 )
by fanniesson on Monday, 2nd February 2009 @ 06:40:24 PM AEST
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nice piece here
worth the read......

Re: rigor mortis (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Sunday, 1st March 2009 @ 04:32:13 AM AEST
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elle, that morning clarity, post escapist sleep is only rivalled by that time in the afternoon described by author Douglas Adams as 'the long dark teatime of the soul.'

a spare and sobering write. I don't enjoy that thud either, but its better than waking up alongside someone you don't want to be near.

Spike

Re: rigor mortis (User Rating: 1 )
by ShaonKra on Wednesday, 4th March 2009 @ 08:07:24 AM AEST
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Good, like the flow of it

-ShaonKra-

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