the risk
he said feel fast
fall later
hurt harder
stay and let go
a bridge forms
a bridge falls
stiff arms open
and fall short
and a witness
to what remains
holds fast
to broken aims
we just arrived
we just left
go back to simple
go back to every-
word he said
a laugh
a lie
a laugh
a laugh
oh how i loathe you
how i knew when i met you
and how did i become you
and somehow
now i taste freedom
soon gone
soon gone
only a breath
only a sigh
only
only
one
mustascheman commented on the risk
03-26-2010
03-23-2010
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| haiku | 2 | 02/03/2011 |
| the risk (new revised version) | 0 | 01/17/2011 |
| him | 3 | 11/01/2010 |
| if i could talk | 3 | 10/31/2010 |
| the choice | 1 | 10/21/2010 |
| untitled..... .once again... |
4 | 04/16/2010 |
| youth | 3 | 03/26/2010 |
| the risk | 2 | 03/22/2010 |
| stolen | 4 | 08/16/2009 |
| out of life | 1 | 06/10/2009 |
| truth | 1 | 06/10/2009 |
| naked cigarettes | 2 | 06/10/2009 |
| a new silence | 2 | 06/10/2009 |
| the meeting | 10 | 04/09/2009 |
| often and then | 15 | 04/08/2009 |
| dead girls are easy | 13 | 04/08/2009 |
| mine | 5 | 04/07/2009 |
| untitled 6 | 7 | 04/05/2009 |
| accusations in peace | 5 | 04/04/2009 |
| untitled 5 | 6 | 03/07/2009 |
| untitled 4 | 4 | 03/07/2009 |
| untitled 3 | 4 | 03/07/2009 |
| untitled 2 | 3 | 03/07/2009 |
| untitled | 4 | 03/07/2009 |
| haiku | 6 | 03/07/2009 |
| unconditional | 7 | 03/06/2009 |
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