Wednesday, July 20, 2005

POETRY DAY!


AUTHOR: NOT ME! =)


IT'S FUNNY THAT YOU SHOULD WALK INTO THIS ROOM/


AND SEEK ME OUT


AND CATCH MY EYE


AND WALK TOWARDS ME


AND HOLD MY HAND


AS THOUGH THE YEARS HAVE NOT TAUGHT


US TO HATE/


AND DESPISE AND LOATHE


THE VERY MEMORY OF US/


 


IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU CAN MAKE ME


REMEMBER SO WELL/


MEMORIES I THOUGHT I NEVER HAD AT ALL


AND BRING ME TO FACE THE BITTERSWEETNESS


OF THE VERY MEMORY OF US


IT'S FUNNY HOW, ALMOST JUST AS WE


BEGAN TO REMEMBER TOGETHER,


TO WHISPER THE FAMILIAR WORDS


OF FAMILIAR SONGS,


TO TRACE FAMILIAR LINES ON FAMILIAR


HANDS/


YOU SHOULD HAVE TO DROP MY HAND


AND LOOK AWAY


AND SEEK THE DOOR


AND VANISH AGAIN INTO A PHANTOM


OF THE VERY MEMORY OF US


IT'S FUNNY,YES, FOR THE VERY MEMORY


OF US/


IS ONLY A LITTLE MORE THAN MY


SELFISH HOPE, MY QUIET WISH


A FRAGILE, THIN THREAD THAT SEPARATES


WHAT WAS ONCE LOVE


AND IS NOW SIMPLY JUST MY PAIN...


 


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POET: RAY KROFT


I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT


YOU ARE BUT FOR WHAT I AM/


WHEN I AM WITH YOU...


I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT


YOU'VE MADE OF YOURSELF BUT


FOR WHAT/ YOU ARE MAKING


OF ME...


I LOVE YOU/ FOR THE PART OF ME/


THAT YOU BRING OUT, / I LOVE YOU/


FOR PUTTING YOUR HAND INTO


MY HEAPED-UP HEART AND


PASSING OVER/ ALL FOOLISH


WEAK THINGS THAT YOU CAN'T


HELP/ DIMLY SEEING THERE.


AND FOR DRAWING OUT/ INTO THE


LIFE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL BELONGINGS


THAT NO ONE ELSE HAD LOOKED/


QUITE FAR ENOUGH TO FIND.


I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE


HELPING TO MAKE/ OF THE


LUMBER OF MY LIFE NOT A


TOWER/ BUT A TEMPLE; OUT


OF WORKS/ OF EVERY DAY


NOT A REPROACH/ BUT A SONG...

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