Joined: 07 Jan 2005
Posts: 7
Location: South Africa
your edge..
your edge
Your edge scares me;
when sharpened with anger,
how do things get so muddled,
we slice ourselves into the confusion.
The puppy needs food, water and shelter
a few jabs too,
what is the smile of its tail-
worth to you?
Your edge excites me;
when serrated with laughter.
spectator of your eyes, tell me your story?
You watch mine too, and say; sad.
They too have their own story.
I say; look, I am the moon
You say no, you see the sun.
I point to the stars, they light only in dark
See, there is no day without night.
It weakens me; the sound of my name,
a van gogh on your lips
here sits an echo - in my ear
and placed against me, the cool edge sharpened and serrated
profusely, I begin to bleed.
Tue Feb 13, 2007 10:06 am
BabykaTbo
Joined: 29 Nov 2006
Posts: 62
Location: South Africa (Bloemfontein)
nice poem gold,
Do you like living on the edge?.
but please check out the sticky before posting in the wrong forum plus it will get a lot of feedback please don't bite me i am just giving a friendly advice.
Babykat _________________ Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love, because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall.
Wed Feb 21, 2007 10:51 am
fortheloveofagood... Site Admin
Joined: 17 Dec 2005
Posts: 2216
Location: loves land of plenty
thanks baby for replying, this poem went right by me! but as someone who didn't even know there was a general board for 4 months and just posted on the poetry boards, i can see how that can happen...
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