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Array ( [sid] => 148062 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Pieces [time] => 2009-02-19 23:15:29 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Pouring rain, drizzling down the window,
My life reflected in this café’ glass
One huge jig saw puzzle.
The pieces once fit,
But now have fallen away.
One piece from pure intention,
Thoughts lingering back,
When two souls had
The same motion together.
Coming from the theater that night,
Seeing the happiness burning
In those eyes, crippling, discovering
devotion in a whole new world.
Who was to ever guess,
The future we shared would change….
Moving through the intersection
The reverberation of crunching metal,
Overtake the eerie sounds of silence.
The pieces that once fit,
Now are scattered all over.
There we lay, two pieces,
Crumbled in a heap,
The full weight of your body
now on top of me.
Balmy, red crimson
bleeds from the nose, mouth and ears,
No time to feel, remorse
For I know the sound of dying breathe,
Feeling comfort, binding the warmth
From your skin,
I know you would not be dying alone,
But in the arms of the one you loved.
Sirens echo in the distance,
off the concrete walls.
Smothering, I held you so closely,
Helplessly, I felt the moist of my tears,
Run down, washing, the desire to live.
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Pieces

Contributed by recyclebin on Thursday, 19th February 2009 @ 11:15:29 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Pouring rain, drizzling down the window,
My life reflected in this café’ glass
One huge jig saw puzzle.
The pieces once fit,
But now have fallen away.
One piece from pure intention,
Thoughts lingering back,
When two souls had
The same motion together.
Coming from the theater that night,
Seeing the happiness burning
In those eyes, crippling, discovering
devotion in a whole new world.
Who was to ever guess,
The future we shared would change….
Moving through the intersection
The reverberation of crunching metal,
Overtake the eerie sounds of silence.
The pieces that once fit,
Now are scattered all over.
There we lay, two pieces,
Crumbled in a heap,
The full weight of your body
now on top of me.
Balmy, red crimson
bleeds from the nose, mouth and ears,
No time to feel, remorse
For I know the sound of dying breathe,
Feeling comfort, binding the warmth
From your skin,
I know you would not be dying alone,
But in the arms of the one you loved.
Sirens echo in the distance,
off the concrete walls.
Smothering, I held you so closely,
Helplessly, I felt the moist of my tears,
Run down, washing, the desire to live.




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Re: Pieces (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 20th February 2009 @ 01:57:43 PM AEST
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Eeesh!!! Wow, dark and painful!!! Very anguished my friend. Your imagery and emotion in this is excellent.

Definitely captivating.

Thank you for an enjoyable read and keep up the good work.

Take care,

Tim


Re: Pieces (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 20th February 2009 @ 05:33:41 PM AEST
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Oh this is a emotional and heart wrenching write. I felt you through the entire poem. You captured emotions in words so deeply.

Hugs

Michelle


Re: Pieces (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 21st February 2009 @ 04:12:34 AM AEST
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high quality writing. the imagery was so vivid and original and the language was beautiful. a joy to read, good work.

-phil




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