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Whiling away |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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Here I sit and often stand following that day I was spewed from the mother carriage. Well I popped out screaming "take me back I demand!" but they just cut the anchor and let me float out along the tracks resting there in a jam, to wait out the delay between stops; that elongated jump from womb to tomb. Now I wonder should I take time to dance out in the mortal coil, to consume and feed the evanescent flames and in the charred lingering dusk plant my fake creation for end conquest? Sure my friend, it isn't all storms some rainbows have fallen upon my path. I got the Heavens for repose, hunger starves in earthen murmurs as I gaze on the jewel of woman. I lament for moths, as I do for the people falling idly into the path of destructive trains and evaporating in the pits, that is why I stay behind the yellow line, never daring to venture off the platform. From this vantage events unfold as a tapestry of sun, everything is all up in the air where my feet would chose to walk. No destination or key frame in hand, inspecting with dried eyes and shut mouth: this cavity makes a fine nest, it swallows me whole, dragging me deeper, it does seem that even in static there is motion. For though I dare not advance I can not hold fort in one place. Something drags me deeper within, down my rabbit hole Recessing, Recessing more… I think I have missed my connection…. So I find a bench and huddle with the other grey commuters. Swallow my numb pill and while away cultivating courage to get upon the next train and reach my final destination. "an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women". Patti Smith [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 11-04-2000).] |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
wow...the "A" train of life...hey I rode it many a day...just make sure you don't miss your stop...very good. Ron Tossing words like wishful coins into the deep well of an open heart. R. fox |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Brian - this is the first writing of yours I have read. A magnificent one to be sure, and I liked it very much. Bill |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Oh my..brian...when you're whiling away you do so with such great gasping wounded filled up words...(and you blow me away!) [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 11-04-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Now I wonder should I take time to dance out in the mortal coil, to consume and feed the evanescent flames and in the charred lingering dusk plant my fake creation for end conquest? Sure my friend, it isn't all storms some rainbows have fallen upon my path. I got the Heavens for repose, hunger starves in earthen murmurs as I gaze on the jewel of woman. **I lament for moths, as I do for the people falling** ================= Now its my turn to be speechless... damn Bri ...and WHEW ... does it hurt to go this deep??? please ditto Marties reply here as well. this is awesome ... your mind is awesome later-poetic-prophet-gator eve-moth-a-gator  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Brian~ Powerful ! 'I was spewed from the mother carriage. Well I popped out screaming "take me back I demand!" but they just cut the anchor and let me float out along the tracks resting there in a jam, to wait out the delay between stops; that elongated jump from womb to tomb.' I was reminded of how did he live his dash ? Womb - Tomb how do we live the DASH inbetween ? Now I'm in the think tank ! Thanks for sharing this. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Ron, I take train journeys home from college every weekend so sometimes my life can seem like a constant train journey. I am sure I have missed some of my stops but I am getting the hang of commuting now, thanks for your wonderful reply. Bill, well pleased to meet you.  thanks for your wonderful reply and very generous words.Martie, blown away?? guess I don't know my own strength sometimes, now you have me blushing. thank you for your very kind reply. Jan-eve-agator, "does it hurt to go this deep???" only when there is a train at the other side of the tunnel... sorry bad joke, I know. THanks for your awesome reply, my ego has just become a rather large soft cushion. Time for humble pie. Marge, thank you "an afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree the hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women". Patti Smith |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Bri,...I have truly missed the intensity of your words. *sigh*. Filling me up again mister. Thank you,...going to digest this one. *Peace you. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Complex, and very impressive. I'm glad to read you again too Brian. Sandra |
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