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on Hey! Shut up, and cut my grass. by horus8
23 Aug 2002, 10:22 AM
the side brackets in the middle got "we didn't start the fire" stuck in my head...good show.
Typo- it's suppose to read THEY to will haver trouble adjusting. Not I. I mean me. I mean I have my own troubles, like using a keyboard for example.
'she wonders' is the only one (for him) that i have put here. it is not over for me; i still sift him out of my thoughts, when i catch the memories. more thoughts of him will be posted; they must be pared down first, and the core bared.
did you save anything, gain anything, learn anything? tell me about that part of it. tell me a sweet, sad story.
Good poem. Especially cherish lose live. Somes this whole whirling thing up in 3 tidy words. I'm happy. 9/10.
love song. it's my violin. it's him. it's how i'll make it this winter. your november foothills poem: i don't run to the hills, i drown. this winter, i will drown in her voice, instead of his.
Very Lewis Carroll I hate discribing this poem this way I mean Lewis Carroll is not an adjective but it is very Louis Carroll" It's silly and fun and well constructed. 8/10
That was some kick ass writing! Your comment I mean, very moving,I was right there holding your hand, I'm sorry for your loss,keep writing this way. Isn't it the man's pride and his wife's pride that are getting in the way here? Does he love her? His wife I mean.
like midgets on unicycles, always good for a chuckle...just this is what you might call an intelligent chuckle...midget laughter is just an unconscious reaction.
See, it's always about belief systems. I haven't seen marriage work in such a long time. Not to say it can't, but there are so many people to love who love us back and make life a joy. Monogamy is difficult at best, but when it's for all the wrong reasons, it's the saddest thing I know. Being a parent,I know how much I want to protect my son but the truth is the reality and if I hide the truth from my child, I am contributing to the Grand Lie which only helps to make my boy mal-adjusted. Life is well life, and the children deserve to learn the truth of how people behave,in or out of love. Just as your sad beau grew up with the false belief in the perfect marriage/husband/father he is perpetuating that lie for his babies. I to will have troubles adjusting when the reality reveals it's self. The positive thing is you'll get a lot of insight and artistic inspiration from these acute emotions.
A liberal sprinkling of the Olde English at work here. Mostly pleasant. Dare I mention the word cliche with respect to "loving from afar". Like the conclusion. Loving someone more than ones own dignity is never recommended, but frequently tends to happen. 8.
yes. my parents lived a lie. i saw through it. to see the cycle continue heightens my sadness; to know what we could have given each other, and will never... enough. i have been crying at my desk again. i am true to me; funny thing is, for him to be true to himself, he would have had to be untrue.
one of life's little ironies.
He would have to be untrue to his beliefs, which are not concrete. If only some one could tell him that changing beliefs is part of maturing. He is being untrue to himself to you to his wife to his children and to love. Now I'm crying.
i find my truth anew each day. somepeople are surprised when they drag theirs out, and it doesn't fit them anymore. he may regret dousing the light; he may never look back. i suspect his blinders keep him going. to look around; well, is unsettling. one loses one's balance. sob away, ma soeur de la coeur.
damn those unruly keyboards! have they no dignity??
The only dignity is truth.
Jesus, I fell like I am reading an interview with fucking Hester. Go change your clothes!
and you would have me change into...?