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Array ( [sid] => 27100 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => CRISIS LINE [time] => 2003-11-14 15:05:53 [hometext] => .......she's blind before the fall......... [bodytext] => Fear of some label
rendering her unable
pop a little pill
hush her mind still
afraid of the chair
flirt and flip her hair
terrified of the couch
sit in a corner and slouch
so very hard to speak
her brain is starting to leak
better just to nod
shake against the rod
cannot pick up the phone
listenening for any tone
would rather just roam
lay beneath the foam
she knows what she must do
not a single one to go to
hide for one more day
a padded place to stay
threat to no one but herself
fell down from the shelf
bruised, battered and ashamed
crying out she shoulders blame
she can no longer go it alone
she's heading for the zone
needing to follow a path
scores of leaders with a wrath
trusting in no one
she waits too late to run
belief in all
she's blind before the fall
tired of feeling so raw
sick of the constant awe
waits for all the questions
lacking reason for decisions
trying to let someone see
she needs help to simply be. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
CRISIS LINE

Contributed by jaeann on Friday, 14th November 2003 @ 03:05:53 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Fear of some label
rendering her unable
pop a little pill
hush her mind still
afraid of the chair
flirt and flip her hair
terrified of the couch
sit in a corner and slouch
so very hard to speak
her brain is starting to leak
better just to nod
shake against the rod
cannot pick up the phone
listenening for any tone
would rather just roam
lay beneath the foam
she knows what she must do
not a single one to go to
hide for one more day
a padded place to stay
threat to no one but herself
fell down from the shelf
bruised, battered and ashamed
crying out she shoulders blame
she can no longer go it alone
she's heading for the zone
needing to follow a path
scores of leaders with a wrath
trusting in no one
she waits too late to run
belief in all
she's blind before the fall
tired of feeling so raw
sick of the constant awe
waits for all the questions
lacking reason for decisions
trying to let someone see
she needs help to simply be.




Copyright © jaeann ... [ 2003-11-14 15:05:53]
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Re: CRISIS LINE (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Friday, 14th November 2003 @ 07:51:08 PM AEST
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This poem is constructed with thought
and originality
-----------------------------------------
When you read of someone like this lass,
You shake your head where thoughts amass,
You wonder how to help this soul,
Whose proper parts would make her whole..


Re: CRISIS LINE (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Saturday, 15th November 2003 @ 04:54:14 AM AEST
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some painfful feelings...but ...wellwrtitten..


Re: CRISIS LINE (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 02:54:46 PM AEST
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Dear Little Pear Lady,
This was your last post NOv. 15, and I've kept close.
I tried to read into this poem, what possibly would make you roam.
I surely do miss you, though...I wish there was something I could do to have you show.
Much love and hugs,
ConSue


Re: CRISIS LINE (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 24th November 2003 @ 02:54:47 PM AEST
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Dear Little Pear Lady,
This was your last post NOv. 15, and I've kept close.
I tried to read into this poem, what possibly would make you roam.
I surely do miss you, though...I wish there was something I could do to have you show.
Much love and hugs,
ConSue


Re: CRISIS LINE (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Tuesday, 25th November 2003 @ 06:40:32 PM AEST
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WELL DONE.....




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