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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
The Messages In Bottles
Sentenced to a life without your love
Every chair is an electric chair
Every drink is poison
Even tiptoes through space seem to be breaking sound barriers
Even in the tossing of everything into the flames the smoke drifts towards me
Sentenced to a life without your love
In creating a new life and looking at new sunlight
Like shadows you creep into my thoughts
Like putting my feelings of you in a bottle and sending them off to sea
You’ve been floating back to my shores with the same note inside
Today I wonder if you are the one sending it back
Telling me not to forget
Sentenced to a life without your love
Whether or not it is you sending it back
Memories I encounter still make me smile
And I hope they do for you too
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- Words are our outright melody and no one else is going to play the songs you feel but yourself. Let me be more esoteric....just kidding. You may ask when reading my poetry, why do I use metaphors so often? After thinking that through, I honestly don't know why. My guess would be that language, though freeing, can also be restrictive. Especially in terms of expressing ourselves in attempt to understand ourselves. I, personally, get stuck in gears sometimes and I like to expand and break through traditional understanding of the concept at hand. I like to read what I'm feeling in different forms, and see if the language can lossen up more.