Lebell's Poetry Thread (updated semi-often ;) )
 

Spring Rain
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Dreary Grey Dreary
Plip Plop Plop
You Fall Down
And Give Life
To Spring Flowers


4/24/03

No Standing Still
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My First Legal Drunk
Nights of Laughter With Friends Remembered and Forgotten

Now the Bulldozer Comes
I Hear Its Grumble

Coming to Destroy
So That New Lives May Be Built

(RIP Racines)
4/24

good stuff

i like it lebell.

Tapping into variety! :)
I have difficulty doing that. I wish I could.
Good stuff!
Keep 'em coming!

Looking forward to the future of this thread.

I always enjoy reading you Lebell

A Distant Space, a Deep Place

Even at distance, I feel the heat coming off her in waves,
like the heat off of an over used gun barrel.

You can see the distortion in the air if you
look past her skin.

Emotional lava surges beneath the surface
always threatening to break through her crust.

The crust is still hot, too hot to dare walking on.
I pray the rains come soon, for her sake.

....time passes...

The rain, the blessed rain has come!
All praise to the herald of the rain!

It joins the mud flowing red down the slopes!
Its sound is the beating of raven's wings on the breeze!

Praise, Praise the Maker for the rain!
Nine times Praise!

Me too.
Minute by minute...

Ghosts

I wander hallways and rooms that are empty
I tread old pathways and see the shades that were

I turn to glimpse something fleeting and shadowy
I catch sight of another spectre of the past

I open a book and there is your scent
I search a box and you leap out again

I hear a cry in the night only to find that
I am the one crying, your voice is still

I beg you, haunt me no more.


5/11/03

Memories...
Always there, ready to take hold when we least expect it.
This is beautiful and simple. Very true to life.

Thank you for the kind words, everyone.

It is deeply appreciated.

A Distant Space, a Deep Place (is that the title?) was excellent- very original and fascinating. Much enjoyed!

Notes in a Bottle
 

Love for the tender voice sounding
Insight of the soul bearing

Sad at a friendship ending
Anxious the heart strings strumming

Inspiration flows in writing
Longing the fingers caressing

Order required for daily living
Vitality in every step taking

Evanescence fears are taking
Yogurt for the parts ailing

Obedient when it's suiting
Unconditional in her loving

Very beautiful.
Light hearted with humor as well! :D
You pulled a smile out of me.
Thank you. ;)

And now that I read it again, the message is clear and you quietly pulled on my heart strings.
Too cute! :D

...

Your words speak volumes.

Poltergeist

Words no longer heard, no longer remembered
Now fiber of my soul you fight,
Tangled into knots that I try to cut with more words.

Anger, also orphaned, now trying to drive my life from
its back seat, along with the pain and hurt,
while the driver cannot yet see over the wheel.

Liquor, the thief, the poltergeist that bedevils me, how could I
know that you had such tenacity, to survive these years,
these miles, these hours of therapy?

Fuck you, I will not let you win, killer, murderer of my father and my
father's father. Here I end the influence you have on my family,
on my life, and my future.

11/11/04

Always great to follow your movement through your life and words, Lebell.

Thanks for the heavy update.

Haunting....I like it