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WordsHeavier things have been spoken in similar times, and though your eyes never left mine I wished they would betray you. Much can be made of ticking seconds on a forgotten clock; much can be counted -Words
like your words, measured out in rations strung together like pearls, served as though on a silver plate. and now I open my mouth; and now I swallow them.
by ~nuxxmadness
In PartingThings are rarely what they seem:In Parting
your face never betrayed you even when I searched it for answers, in vain. Your feet never dragged; I didn’t hear you hesitate at the door. I expected it to be harder, somehow harder than this. I expected your resolve to crumble like Roman walls, like fragile, empty teacups victims of a fit of rage –
taking the fall. But I never expected to lose you, and I never thought you’d do it first; didn’t think it would be a one-way street – an easy feat, this walking-away t
by ~nuxxmadness
If loveIf love was enough to keep us breathing as one, I wouldn’t be alone tonight; I wouldn’t be thinking of you, thinking of lying shelteredIf love
and safe in your arms.
If love was enough, we would walk together again, side by side through the snow in the park. Your eyes would smile at me every morning like the sun, and you would reach for me, arms wra
by ~nuxxmadness
00:01:00In a minute -00:01:00
When my guard was down; When the morning sun had barely hit my eyes and my dreams swirled disconnected in my head. When the shadows
fought for space inside my bed and whispered lies...
In a minute -
Conversations change and melt away; Heavy promises wait by the front door and loaded questions &
by ~nuxxmadness
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The WhetstoneWe speak s l an t e d in rhythmic slurrss and stu tt ere d syl-ables like the natives of some fabled isle devoid of inhibition;The Whetstone
Our words s l and collide
by ~RenderedHelpless
Persephone, ::Please:: "...could have been a sophist, without that Cassandra complex about her neck like hanging an arsenal accessory."Persephone, ::Please::
Then again - again - She could have been a prole, without that omnipresent
by ~RenderedHelpless
The Apollo ComplexI remember now, how it felt when your hands learned to find mine all on their ownThe Apollo Complex
and we rolled the sky over our flesh like a blanket of silken ink; on this rooftop in the summer's heat
I am only a child with giant hands and my memory plays dice but I remember - clearly now and the universe trembles at my fingertips as your love falls on me like a burning rage.
by ~RenderedHelpless
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- Interests: world politics, philosophy, writing, drawing/painting, music, yoga, travel
- Favourite movie: Babel, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, The Others, Elizabethtown, Stranger Than Fiction
- Favourite band or musician: Massive Attack, Moby and mostly everything else
- Favourite artist: Dégas, Dali, Kahlo, Edward Hopper
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda, T.S. Eliot, Oscar Wilde, Timothy Findley
- Favourite style of art: whatever moves me
- Personal Quote: Be happy for this moment; this moment is your life.
- Tools of the Trade: my trusty laptop, pen and paper
- Email: email.laura@gmail.com
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btw, I think your poems are quite good. I especially like the way you use spacing for 'emphasizing' things.
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