All in

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    All in

    A glorious moment in time

    An absent minded blink

    That is all it is, really

    When the queue is long

    The night never ends 

    Days he takes to respond

    When your feet just can't seem to move fast enough

    When the eyes around you seem to look through you

    Your heart bleeds for the rear view of your life

    Voices you don't want to hear

    Ever morsel on your lips taste the same

    The tram seems never to arrive

    90 mins feels of a life time 

    A flash it is

    A splash in the pan

    Shooting star of the human experience

    My only effort now is simple 

    To not blink 

    Opens eyes means the end 

    Open eyes is tomorrow

    Today I choose to dance with resting lids 

    As of that moment of the first kiss 

    Heavenly waif of melting chocolate 

    Resting head in his warm fresh breast plate

    Don't trouble me, I am....

    Taking it all in

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    CraigStyle commented on All in

    04-24-2014

    Blink baby blink it's a natural cleansing for the eyes. But when you close them if only for seconds you can be whereever you want to be. While eyes closed your mentally and spritually in the place you long to be, taking a moment to smell, taste and touch those things that are natural and familiar to that place and moment that you are occasionally relive. It's funny how we can sometimes find ourself while getting lost in our mind. Love the read.
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    Tuts

    04/27/2014

    I often find myself while lost in my mind. MD relives those Shades of Grey moments with a smile... ever now and then. :) Thank you much for your comment.

    SkylarValentine commented on All in

    04-17-2014

    A stubborn futile endeavor to stop time and savor the moment. Cleverly written. I enjoyed the subtle details in this. There was no over all fluidity in the lines, but as a free structured poem it was fine. Enjoyed the read.
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    Tuts

    04/27/2014

    Thank you kindly for you comment and helpful advice I will try and work on the fluidity :)

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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