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Array ( [sid] => 181855 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => metal [time] => 2015-09-25 19:57:16 [hometext] => pulling the wires from the wall opening the gate passing the vail [bodytext] => Wish witch what where why
Skelli on tri I try to call out
Oh someone please help

Whoosh the sound of sadness
Upon my pillow cry n think to die
To be or not to be
Witch is which
Who am I
I am give a sign
I am your weeping willow
A well you wish
Wish me well
Tears well up
Untill dry

I suck fizzle
N float away
R friends electric
I gas not
Not to day

No heart inside
your tin man chest

Metal
Like you
Dancing cheek to cheek
I'm in heaven
Its 11.11
I could learn to be without a heart too




My head
My u I rest beating
top Tin mans chest
Off with her head
rests
Tin man

[comments] => 4 [counter] => 309 [topic] => 10 [informant] => alicewhite [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => BirthdayPoems )
metal

Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, 25th September 2015 @ 07:57:16 PM in AEST
Topic: BirthdayPoems



Wish witch what where why
Skelli on tri I try to call out
Oh someone please help

Whoosh the sound of sadness
Upon my pillow cry n think to die
To be or not to be
Witch is which
Who am I
I am give a sign
I am your weeping willow
A well you wish
Wish me well
Tears well up
Untill dry

I suck fizzle
N float away
R friends electric
I gas not
Not to day

No heart inside
your tin man chest

Metal
Like you
Dancing cheek to cheek
I'm in heaven
Its 11.11
I could learn to be without a heart too




My head
My u I rest beating
top Tin mans chest
Off with her head
rests
Tin man





Copyright © alicewhite ... [ 2015-09-25 19:57:16]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: metal (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 27th September 2015 @ 01:27:20 AM AEST
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I don't know
I would just sure
but my apartment's a mess
just sitting here
I couldn't feed a gorilla
in a shackle'd zoo
couldn't I be
a wish for a witch
just enough for her to be
happy
everything she could be without me
If I had everything she wants
and nothing that she needs

I really am metal
liquid
like

the kind that's not good enough for her

I really think your poem is bare
Alice White
It makes me think about all those duckies
hanging out down near the beach
in the Rosarita cafe

where the edge of the ocean sits

I like it though.
A like it a lot.

But nobody will ever just exactly know
why


Peace!





Re: metal (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 27th September 2015 @ 01:44:52 AM AEST
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I should say, would it ever matter,
between you or I, or we two'
when considering any type of matter
that does truly may exist

within

Peace!


Re: metal (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 27th September 2015 @ 01:56:52 AM AEST
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we sometimes carry around with
us too much in our heads
sometimes too much is lost
and there's no room left
in our hearts.

Stay for awhile, I would love to hear much
more from you. It may make it easier for me
to live if it's only in a dream.
If you are only a witch
I can be your tin man
all dinged up and just waiting to be
re-confabbed

like a gray old metal piece you keep
in your pocket
that might remind you of your witches heart
Sitting on this giant rock in space
to keep you safe
Peace!


Re: metal (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Sunday, 21st August 2016 @ 10:41:38 PM AEST
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This I wish was my line, I am your weeping willow
A well you wish
Wish me well
Tears well up
Untill dry.


You keep at it. I/'/ll keep reading.


ming




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