Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Aug 19, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    Charcoal glides across the paper
    darkens pages, paupers life
    colouring in the life that greyed her
    shadeing in the sin, her strife.

    The marks are made, you cant erase
    it only smears it worse
    she colours until she blackens the page
    its a proper paupers' curse.

    If you look close you'll see where she
    has cried and let the tears drops dry
    if you look closer you will see
    the grey's the reason why she cries.

  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Another beautiful work of word-art!! I hope you're feeling alright about yourself, and that your writing helps you purge some of the ugly thoughts and feelings and make them less harmful.

    love ya lots,

  3. thesemomentsastheypass

    thesemomentsastheypass Well-Known Member

    Hey you,

    Liked this one very much. Eternally intrigued by your British spellings (see 'colouring' and 'grey').

    Intrigued indeed.

    Speak soon

  4. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    Im a person of mystery...


    Soon my friend...yes.

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