finally sensing the scent of absence;
holding back tears and words
from entering your hands.
an arpeggio of emotion
that i'm about to play.
not lost at sea; just unwilling
to face the storm before me.
tired of ascending these steps
tired of walking these paths
tired of writing these words.
12.14.2007
myre
posted by tim at 9:20 AM
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You're about two feet behind me, so for all I know you could be reading this as I type...though you're probably not.
Anyway, I love this one. Definitely one of my favorites so far. I can't really pinpoint why, but I've been thinking about it as I play tetris.
So good.
Well, even though I already sent you an e-mail about this, I suppose I'll just reiterate with a "SO GOOD" here. :)
Thanks for being such an amazing poet!
:-)
this it quite interesting, very emotional.
though not necessarily encouraging, it isn't depressing either.
please create more, it is fun to read.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Awesome, Tim!
I love this...
"an arpeggio of emotion
that i'm about to play."
SO GOOD...thanks for sharing all of your poems. I always feel so privileged to read them. :)
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