Sadly, this is the shortest poem I've ever written:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

"88"

See nothing but how it
shimmers,
delicately,
through the mind;

Hear nothing but how it
trembles,
passionately,
in the air;

Feel nothing but how it
seizes,
entirely,
my open psyche.

Being as
razor blades, as
rain, as
short quick steps
leading to
leaps!
of soul; and

These broken
words
fight
to
describe this
feeling of
utter transport
to the
actual
world.

~Copyright WIMR 2006

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I'm more of a "let's see how much we can write today" kind of person. My poems are usually a page long, at least.

:evilgrin:

:hi:

[miss_american_pie]

1. Stretch yourself

Try an etheree. ;)

It's lovely.

[WritingIsMyReligion]

2. Thankee!

;)

[RevolutionaryActs]

3. I really like that one.

Tis good! :thumbsup:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

4. Thanks!

I just wrote another, longer poem now--unable to restrain myself again.

:evilgrin:

[RevolutionaryActs]

5. Well...

are ya gonna post it? :7

[WritingIsMyReligion]

6. Uh...sure:

"Northern Star"

I wish I knew:

why my dreams led
me to you, their
fierce advocate,

why my every step
was taken with the hope
of crashing into you,

why I felt made
to run in your golden
gleaming sunlight,

why I wanted nothing
nothing more than
your arms around me,

and why I could never
never say how much
I loved you.

Did you ever,
bodhisattva, know
that you are still
the friend I have worked
so hard for—-

or do your forty years
before I even
entered this world
mean that this veil may never
be drawn away?

I cling forever
to your aftertaste—-I will
never, never be
your equal, able to
take a first bite.

And still I love you,
without abandon.

~Copyright WIMR 2006

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:shrug:

[miss_american_pie]

7. ...

:thumbsup:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

8. Thanks.

Bittersweet poem for me. :( :(

[miss_american_pie]

9. Yep

I know the feeling. :hug:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

11. So sad.

I love her like mad--and this is totally platonic love we're talking about. Like how I'd love my own mother.

But the fact that she was once my teacher means that there is a wall between us, a wall I want to tear to pieces with my bare, scrabbling hands.

:cry::cry:

:hug:

[miss_american_pie]

13. I'm sorry

It's hard when that connection happens with "inappropriate" people. :hug:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

16. Yes, it is.

It's very weird---makes me wonder what kind of person I'd be without her. It seems like a litle part of her lives in my mind, always whispering advice. I hardly even notice my love now--it's so much a part of me, it's crazy.

:hug:

[RevolutionaryActs]

10. Hm

Who did you write that about? :think:


:P

[WritingIsMyReligion]

12. Old teacher.

:cry:

[RevolutionaryActs]

14. Awww

:hug:

[WritingIsMyReligion]

15. ...

:hug: