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[sid] => 20635
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Cradle
[time] => 2003-07-18 18:05:00
[hometext] => an abstract kind of poem i think ??
[bodytext] => The cradle rocks back and forth Slowly, silently The milk is warm and trickles from the bottle Tiny little clothes lie on the bed Not moving, just lying there The room is cold and dark There are no windows, no stars, no moon Just darkness Everything is silent. The teddy bears make no sound, they to, are scared to whisper The cradle rocks back and forth, slowly, silently Memories creep but never jump They are locked away Forever Many questions to scared to be asked are answered anyway The mirror reflects nothing Only silence Tears blind all surroundings Salty, wet The rain falls unexpectedly Not afraid to be heard Pain holds on to what has been lost Laughing at what will not be shared The cradle rocks back and forth Slowly, silently The air in the room seams stale Old and worn The paint on the wall is peeling Never shown to another The changing table is dusty Nappies unused, are left waiting, for something Nursery rhymes never heard are lonely, wanting to be read aloud Words are whispered but are hushed Unspoken, untold The mind relives what has been and shatters every dream ever dreamt The cradle rocks back and forth Slowly, silently The painting on the wall is an impostor Only an illusion to the naked eye The naked eye Laced with tears Timid and worn The basinet sways awakedly Shy and anxious The toy box, unopened, is locked with fear Scared to be unlocked Scared of what might be The mobile hangs from the ceiling, spinning , turning The cradle rocks back and forth Slowly, silently The lamp gives off no light Shadows whisper to one another Telling secrets unknown to others Crochet booties, never walked in, lie on the ground Feelings are numbed by nightmares Nightmares experienced again night after night The effects painful Dolls, untouched not played with are always asking why Their eyes pierce the silence present in the room The cradle rocks back and forth Slowly, slilently Questions of why and how never seem to be answered The mind never forgets, the heart is never repared Somewhere, a place is revisited A place that holds fear and sorrow Thoughts of what might have been are always there in the back of the mind Never leaving becoming a permeant residence The baby, never able to sleep in its cradle The cradle that rocks back and forth Slowly, silently [comments] => 2 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 43 [informant] => tinka_belle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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