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Kesa
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PostPosted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 12:46 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thanks Poppy, you are wonderful. Smile
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PostPosted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 12:50 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thanks Poppy, you are wonderful. Smile
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PostPosted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 2:16 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I really enjoy reading your poems. I see you open up, little by little. "Eyes" was very well said. Your poems send messages, and I like how you start with a simple message and develop it into poetry that is meaningful and really quite touching.

I haven't read all your poems, but I am amazed at the ones I have read, just as Poppy said We can count on you to be original. And that is Art.
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 11:33 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I realize that I am a fickle, fallible human being. I do not sit for more than ten minutes. I do ten tasks simultaneously and finish eight. I like my shampoo and conditioner to change every ten days.

I love all change.

But when it comes to love. If you love me only ten different ways. And show me your love me like a prism, steadfastly I will hold you in my heart for all time.
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:41 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Kesa, I was so glad to see you here again, especially when your last post was a Sad

I love the idea that love is like a prism. It absorbs then reflects a rainbow of colours.
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~ Tom Stoppard
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EuphoricAlaMusic
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PostPosted: Fri May 20, 2011 8:35 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Truthfully
you look good in a suit
but all those memories
are false realities
when someone is not
telling the truth
Look what they did
who is that redhead

you really should have said something
but I made it through
with a fake story
they told you



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They put me in a fantasy World
made of all lies
wasn't my making
and I am sure it is
due to those kinds
of lies
like Sacraments
and Proposals
lies about reality
That's what this has to do with
It's alright
All this time
gone by
"It's alright"
I am your friend
listen honey
I know you are sad
about Bruce Campbell
beating you and all of that
and then waking up to
a job and a song
a telephone call to my friend Erika
saved my life all year long
They all pretended it wasn't real
the ladies at work
so upset
when they had to say to my face
something about
it not being real
and now I am ashamed
of loving him too much
all this time he thought
I was underground
and now we are back to that time
and the same thing is gonna happen

My hair is not that shade of red
I think that may be yours
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Kesa
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PostPosted: Mon May 30, 2011 11:47 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Plausibility knocks upon your doubled oak doors, in a deep beginning with an echo of the end. Not an end that can be defined as a three lettered word dropped in the middle of a dream.

In a house armored of titanium strings, holding taut the answers, for the one who hears the echos upon the stones of his hearth. A home that should at least feel echos. But it is here that you are reminded of the chill that sometimes runs about your heart but revives you of that warmth of the past and the fires of your future. It is why you remain behind them.

If only you could at least look through the peephole, hear the hinges squeal, peer through into the unknown, listen to that familiar pitch. And tuck away those fears that ricochet upon the stone floors, reverberating into the mortar and ting away at the windows. Tuck them into the beginning again.

Those doors, are yours and yours alone. You are the one who keeps them abnormally locked, you are the one who hides behind the comfort of the past. Hear the echo on those doors, hear the end, feel the future. For the end is only you opening the doors. Open the doors so you can finally be able to see the horizontal landscape of the beginning.
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PostPosted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:31 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

You've very cleverly likened a cold, impenetrable castle, locked down and safe to someone's lonely, fearful life.

Kesa wrote:
Those doors, are yours and yours alone. You are the one who keeps them abnormally locked, you are the one who hides behind the comfort of the past. Hear the echo on those doors, hear the end, feel the future. For the end is only you opening the doors. Open the doors so you can finally be able to see the horizontal landscape of the beginning.


I sighed when I read these lines ....always love your writing.
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Prototype
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PostPosted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 7:03 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I would love to read more of this person's work (if you're still out there lurking).

I found this piece particularly wonderful. The message is clear and empowering.

Kesa wrote:


When we weren't looking

Sometimes I feel like I'm an over- taught canvas stapled to your handmade wooden frame. So carefully you mixed your colors and let it all dry. Moved me around, changed the wall space when I wasn't looking, and bits of my well loved brightness ended up on the floor. Reminding you of the painting I once was.

When you aren't looking I mix up new batches of paint and re -layer myself. Brighter, thicker, more me and I swiftly brush away the bits you never even thought were gone. I will await the day when I'm on your wall and the first morning sun drifts upon my stretched out self and you see me for the pencil lines I am, and not the frame I'm stapled upon.

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Desperate defiance
Such a complex rage inside us all
This structured raw submission
Such a killer free to lose control
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PostPosted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 4:49 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'm here. Just haven't wrote anything in a long time. The next time I scrawl something I deem worthy I'll post it here. Thanks for your kind words. & Thanks for the head's up Poppy. Hope you are well!
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