carefull what you wish for

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  • Confusion

    carefull what you wish for
    when the people around me gather too close
    i push away
    flee for cigarettes and air
    sucking in then exhaling plumes
    angry almost
    i need to be alone
    go away
    why wont you let me be for f@#$s sake
    that's when the idea returns

    the idea of a clean sparse room
    filled with sunlight and silence
    everyone i love far away
    remote
    knowing they're somewhere
    just not here
    just me alone

    i'm looking around
    and i realise
    the sunlight at the window
    hear only the sound of the a/c chilling
    some ideas are better in theory

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    mamasan commented on carefull what you wish for

    11-24-2009

    You sure confused me too as to what is going on.....and......perhaps that reflects that whatever it is that is bugging you is deep inside. I enjoyed reading it several times and there was a lot to explore here. I have several theories but of course that doesn't count...since you wrote this poem so anyone could think things out. ty mamasan
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    Span commented on carefull what you wish for

    10-06-2009

    Sundust dances in the glare of the window and try as hard as we might, in a few but moments it is still in the window and in my room, good poem, why must we alway strive to be alone? Important question is "alway" in both it's singular and plural form or must we need the "s" to make it's appearance when it is more than the one?
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    HarverTomsson commented on carefull what you wish for

    04-17-2009

    Ken has a weak finger! I've learned to hammer down and leave down until the site provides feedback. I always can leave whatever feather count I desire. But back to you, you gutsy, ballsy, (sorry), stouthearted woman. I will scan your face just to bask in the light of that smile.
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    brenda

    06/08/2009

    that was very nice of you, made my day

    kenparme commented on carefull what you wish for

    12-29-2008

    I tied to give you at least an 8 for this poem but the thing would'nt let me. I really enjoyed the ending.
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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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