Sidewalk

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Aug 4, 2006.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    People
    Are dumb
    I do not like them.

    But I do love them.
    Even when they taste
    Like ashes in my mouth.

    You
    Were my favorite mouthful of dirt.
    I wish I could spit you out.

    People
    Are cruel
    I wish I didn’t have to deal with them

    I suppose
    That’s part of why
    I want to die.

    People are not cruel
    They are just oblivious
    And that

    Is somehow worse
    And I wish again
    That I was dead

    So I wouldn’t have to see
    The nothing
    And its lack of malicious intent.

    Cruelty
    At least
    Indicates affect

    You are not cruel
    To the things
    Which do not affect you.

    The sidewalk for instance
    Beneath your feet
    Pounded beneath your soles

    You don’t walk upon it because it matters
    Just
    It’s there.

    I was your sidewalk
    Smooth and flat
    I kept you from tripping

    The sidewalk takes you home
    But you do not
    Take it home.

    The sidewalk sits outside
    Smoking a cigarette
    And getting rained on.

    Watching the house
    Studying the sky
    Licking the boots.

    The sidewalk
    Is just something to walk on
    You don’t dream of it at night.

    I have developed some more cracks
    If you came back now
    I think you would trip on them.

    I hope you come back
    If you tripped
    I would catch you up in my cement arms

    And you would never
    Feel the ground come up beneath you
    I would show you the grass

    Growing up between my fingers
    Cracking the pavement on my chest
    And you would laugh.
     
  2. IF we could reach someone through such AHmazing words as yours -
    sometimes we can.
    I've lately tried myself within a relationship.
    But do not be disappointed if you do not...reach.
    For they, your words, are truly sacred nonetheless.
    Inspite of the pain, when not received nor understood.

    You did your best Luv...
    The universe understands your best effort,
    and understands the one bereft of understanding...

    Perhaps we are all
    forgiven
    for being Human

    *sigh*



    FAL1
     
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dearly Beloved;

    Thank you for sharing your feelings with us. I am flattered and appreciative of your tremendous talent. Keep sharing. I love every one of your works!

    love, least
     
  4. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    ....this is well written.

    Its not often a piece leaves me without much of a response - but I will not bother with it right now as I want to go back and read your words again...

    Its beautiful, and a side of you that I prefer to read.

    Thankyou.

    ~C
     
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