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Post by Imbrium on Aug 24, 2004 9:58:03 GMT 10
I have always believed that the written word was meant to be read. Currently I am working on a novel and can really use any form of encouragement I can get. The poetry I am posting here is some of the more dark that I have written. I hope you will enjoy it and post your comments. Comments are my life blood and encourage me to write more. All of the poetry posted is copyrighted and I would appreciate it if you would recieve permission from me before using it. I would find it very flattering if you did ask to use it. All exposure is good esposure after all...
Enjoy,
@~`~>
Imbrium
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Post by Imbrium on Aug 24, 2004 10:10:46 GMT 10
[glow=red,2,300]Dark Ceraphim[/glow] Bleeding
Red
Burgundy
Maroon
Drops of despair
Falling from
Eyes
So wide
So aware
Crying
Lying
Spying
Trying
Drip
Drop
Drip
Drop
Amongst flesh so pale...
Cut.
Slash.
Flail.
~end~
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Post by wishlesshollow on Aug 25, 2004 10:18:31 GMT 10
i really like to see poems that are put on here . and i really enjoyed this it reminds me of alot of diffrent things. i hope that there are more to be seen. keep on writing you have a very obvious tallant.
*bows*
wishlesshollow
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Post by Petronia on Aug 26, 2004 0:52:43 GMT 10
I hope that I will have the chance to read more of your poetry.
I enjoy the way that you have written it out.
Petronia
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Post by Imbrium on Aug 26, 2004 5:21:26 GMT 10
A new poem....
[glow=red,2,300]Wilted[/glow]
Blue, black, and purple
Crushed orchids amongst frail lillies
A delicate interlacing of veins.
Fading into yellow/green smears,
Surrounding the deep coulour...
A fingerprint of anguish.
Silence of assension or cries of distress.
Both mean the same.
One has a price.
Walking a tightrope.
A balancing act.
One misstep can end it all.
Ivory palor, offset by bruises.
Self recrimination.
Fear causes blindness, and panic.
The truth is only suspected.
Tall collars, long sleeves.
No one speaks up.
The perfect flower on the vine,
Cut before its time.
The rose bud withers before blooming.
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Post by Imbrium on Sept 16, 2004 19:34:07 GMT 10
I hate to admit it, but I am a horrible comment hound...
I hope that if you read and enjoy these poems that you will post a comment. The more comments I recieve, the more poems I will post...
Thankyou all...
Imbrium
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Post by Petronia on Sept 21, 2004 23:37:59 GMT 10
Your poetry is very good Imbrium and I hope to read more.
Can I just say though that sometimes people read poems but are unable to post a comment because they dont know what to say or because they feel that what they have to say doesnt do the writer justice because of the fact that their poem was so good.. sometimes I have been lost for words after reading a poem, in which case I didnt leave a comment because I just couldnt think of anything to say, there are many reasons why people may not comment.
Yet posting your poems and expecting people to leave comments in the hopes of getting to read more of your poems just means that people feel pressured into commenting so they in turn choose not to comment at all.
If you look at many of the poems posted in this section you will find that there are a lot of really wonderful poems that people have not commented on, but just because people have not commented doesnt mean that they have not read and enjoyed the poetry.
Petronia
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