Monday, October 09, 2006

Like it doesn't exist

I am praying for amnesia
a beautiful unknowingly to ease this weight

that lays over my life

a magnificent erasure of that
waking death he carved
into my soul,

there’s nothing left to salvage or save
so show me mercy tonight and
erase
erase
at

10 comments:

  1. crimsonflawOctober 09, 2006

    writer woman your poetry has healing virtues..simplicity is everything.. all the rest is con art

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  2. writerwomanOctober 09, 2006

    smile...that means a lot.. thanks!

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  3. Suzan Abrams, email: suzanabrams@live.co.ukOctober 09, 2006

    Hello Writer woman, (Sara)
    Your poems are just as beautiful and I could learn so much more from you.

    love

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  4. Kilroy_60October 17, 2006

    This








    I was going to say something, but I forgot.

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  5. StjernesolFebruary 10, 2007

    depth and meaning, in so many ways...

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  6. Kilroy_60February 10, 2007

    Pleased after my last near miss comment that you picked this one for the carnival. Definitely a powerful piece.

    Thanks for sharing it.

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  7. Heather in Beautiful BCFebruary 10, 2007

    Beautiful! Thank you for sharing via the carnival :)

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  8. UshaFebruary 10, 2007

    gloomy, forboding, poignant
    distilled poetry!

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  9. Stargazer (original profile)February 11, 2007

    Ignorance is bliss... but you said it much more beautifully.

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  10. NaomiFebruary 13, 2007

    Good strong verse. I found your blog via the carnival. You are very talented.

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