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Maudlin

Strange to think small dreams morph,

spark dotted pathways on and on.

Still blemished weights of coherence

lie, carve to memory those that last.

 

Shed for absurdity and more,

the tears I cry know no line

or minutes fair, deliberate time.

The best of thoughts live in the past.

 

Witnesses can tut and tsssk,

queue to sign my page for free.

Shout out loud that they've been there,

long, long before the table turned

that once I laid, now lies bare.

 

A jailbreak kick downstairs to chase

flattened light, dull family tones.

And pallid skin now cold, bereft.

The most liquid of loves now warm

my bones.

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stella jones

Fri 13th May 2011 20:48

thanks guys and sorry for being absent for so very long..life and all that jazz gets in the way sometimes..but I have put things back into place somewhat..yes Win I am going to change that bit for it bugs me too lol..thanks again

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winston plowes

Sun 6th Feb 2011 11:40

I like Maudlin (The emotion) and I also like Maudlin (The poem) LOL. This is my favourite one of yours Stella. I have read it several times and you have managed to capture something that is very difficult to describe. Wonderful. Only a slight niggle is the use of 'sepia tones'. Only because I have read it so many times now and it has become a cliche for me, like the word fug. Keep writing. Win x

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Chris Co

Tue 25th Jan 2011 13:57

Sometimes a fantastic line makes a poem.

For me here it is;

the tears I cry know no line

Chris

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Ray Miller

Mon 24th Jan 2011 12:21

Enjoyed the poem.Third verse is lovely. I struggled with the meaning in a few places, notably

Still blemished weights of coherence

lie, carve to memory those that last.

I formed the impression it was a mother's lament for a child, but I'm often way off the mark.

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Mon 24th Jan 2011 09:53

This is exceptional writing. Precise. But beautiful."Witnesses can tut and tsssk, queue to sign my page for free...Shout out loud that they've been there," I like what that alludes me to...and "The most liquid of loves now warm my bones." - brilliant. I'll top up my glass to that one.

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Jules Clare

Mon 24th Jan 2011 09:47

Good, I think it's about lost love. I like the jailbreak line.

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