across, around...

[poezante]

She told the story of day
Blandly like every other
She lived every to the next
Were you blind to see… she wanted more?
Across the world thrives..
Her courage
Riddled with dreams defied
This side she misses
She’s crying
She’s dying
She’s grieving this sacrifice
Because nothing will ever suffice
She wants more
More than all the told lore
There’s no escape, she screams
Tainted blue, brings this new year
She loses her mind from time to time
Occasionally a kind word brings a little sanity
Tonight will be my last, she explains
Words will never define how this one feels inside…

 

[bc]

hrmmm....so yeah.
this poem is very different from the tone and style i've grown accustomed to reading from you poey. i like it though,

, veddy good.
bc

 

[Binkie]

I like this very much, it speaks to me
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The more you run over a dead cat the flatter it gets...

 

[Aja909]

 

[Zennie]

Ahh poey girl, awesomely different style. it's good to stretch the limbs of talent, no?

 

[poezante]

zen, that it is..

 

[Mellabopper]

as always, a pleasure to read your writing hun!
Mella
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animals are for petting!
"does anyone know where we are? because i think i dont have a clue"
"damn the man, save the empire!" - empire records
Corruption is key.

 

[poezante]

binks, this bumps fer you..

 

[Zennie]

poey,
thanks for bumping, because i just read this again, and it hit me...thank you darling, for sometimes putting into words somethings that others (including myself) cannot.
love,
susan