Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd February 2018 3:16am
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wallyroo92
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A Light bulb moment

ElleBoogi
Lost Thinker
United States
Joined 4th Jan 2018
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The Truth… The Light
Written by Elle McLin

It wasn’t the shade that made me cold
In fact, it was the light
The accurate details quite disturbing
The things I heard that night

My screams pierced souls
Disturbed minds
Stilled thoughts
And compassion became insulted

How could one feel for me?
When I am not feeling for myself
I can’t feel,
Harsh reality became a numbing agent

Still, I couldn’t believe
What was said was some nightmare tale
I wanted to hide beneath the table
And never come from under…

Under the trend of disappointment
They say that misery loves company
Others that had suppressed their personal pain
Begin to descript their details

Hush your foolish mouth
I don’t want to hear about your troubles
I don’t wish to share my own
Leave me alone, leave me alone!

It wasn’t the shade that made me cold
In fact, it was the light
The accurate details quite disturbing
The things I heard that night

© January 3, 2013   Elle McLin    (Breathe Again)

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IDryad
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seekingkate and ElleBoogi thank you for your respective entry.

ElleBoogi
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you are quite welcome, it was a pleasure

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IDryad
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cloventongue89 thank you for your entry.

EdibleWords
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Bridge to Nowhere

Bridge to Nowhere
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runaway-mindtrain
Dangerous Mind
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quadratic perception

<-----------------------(Spirit)----------------------->
Earth  Water  (Alchemical)  Air  Fire
(--)  (Polarity)  (+)
Low  (Vibratory)  High
High  (Mass)  Low
4/1  3/1  (Ratio)  2/1  1/1
Volume  Surface  (Dimensional)  Line  Point
Fourth  Fifth  (Musical)  Octave  Fundamental
Solid  Liquid  (States)  Gas  Electric plasma
Fruit  Leaf  (Plant cycle)  Stem  Seed
Material  Astral  (Tree of life)  Archetypal  Pure Spirit
Gravity  Electromagnetic  (Cosmic)  Weak Nuclear  Strong Nuclear
Carbon  Hydrogen  (Elemental)  Oxygen  Nitrogen
Hexahedron  Icosahedron  (Platonic)  Octahedron  Tetrahedron
Phlegmatic  Bilious  (Temperament)  Choleric  Sanguine
Digestive  Circulatory  (Systemic)  Respiratory  Nervous
L. Intestine  Stomach (Physical)  Lung  Head
Genital  Solar Plexus  (Somatic)  Heart  Mind
He'  Vau  (Tetragrammaton)  He'  Yod
North  West  (Center)  South  East
Blue  Yellow  (White)  Green  Red
Winter  Autumn  (Seasonal)  Spring  Summer
Iron  Bronze  (Ages)  Silver  Gold
Stone  Cup  (Grail)  Sword  Rod
Bull  Man  (Biblical)  Eagle  Lion
Assiah  Briah  (Qabalistic)  Yetzirah  Atziluth
Coins  Swords  (Tarot)  Cups  Wand
Knave  Knight  (Suits)  Queens  Kings
Prithivi  Apas  (Tattvas)  Vayu  Tejas
Sense  Emotion  (Orienting)  Thought  Intuition
Action  Vitalization  (Manifestation)  Emotional  Thought
Meditation  Concentration  (Transformation)  Attention  Intention
Cohesion  Contraction  (Equalization)  Locomotion  Expansion
Sandstone  Limestone  (Egyptian stones)  Alabaster  Granite
Outer court  Inner court  (Temple)  Inner chamber  Holiest of Holies
 

Poetically related dimensions in quadrillion
Beauty in the ratio and proportion
A peering off point of wideband perspective
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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IDryad
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EdibleWords and runaway-mindtrain, thank you for your respective entry.

BayliemarieW
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You Taste Like Home

You taste like home
With a touch of sadness
Brutal honesty and acceptance
Because everything is not always
Brilliant and kind
Your arms are my sanctuary
Where I lay my weary heart
When I can no longer breathe
You kiss life back into my lungs
I have brought you all of my burdens
And you wear them like a scarf
A miraculous display
Of how you take the pain away
And make it all your own
I sometimes forget
You carry your own sorrows
Ones that make mine glitter and gold
I wish I could dance in your darkness
Brighten up the hard parts of your soul
I want to see the world
Through your beautiful eyes
And understand how time has changed you
I want to make love
To even your ugliest side
And bring peace to your mind
I hope when you taste my lips
They taste like home
With a touch of sadness

Grace
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Bayliemarie, thank you for participating.

poet Anonymous

This is great. It really evoked a response in me.

sweetdevil
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Almost....


I almost died...
Okay, well that sounds a bit dramatic.
But I felt as if I were going to die.

It was honestly an accident.
I was drunk.
I wasn't thinking.
I had a really bad headache.
The pills were prescription strength,
But they were just tylenol.
How bad could they be?

I wake up in a few hours,
Sicker than I have ever been before.
I can tell something is seriously wrong...
But I can't say anything,
I can barely stay awake long enough to puke,
Then I am back down again.

The next night they realize I am really sick,
Not just a nasty hangover.
I am dragged to the hospital.
I am confused,
I am sick,
I just want to sleep.
I just want it to stop.

I'm in my early twenties...
I shouldn't have to go through this,
I shouldn't have to hear those words...

My liver is failing.
AST levels are 60 times higher than normal,
I may need a transplant...

Hospitals...
First the ER,
Then a transfer to the ICU,
A bigger place two towns over.
IVs and machines run to my arms,
I am basically attached to my bed.

They send me to another hospital,
One where they can do transplants if need be.
I don't get to eat,
I can't even have water,
Just bag after bag attached to the IVs,
Pushing life back into me.

N-acetylcysteine
That's what saved me.
After five days confined to my bed,
And NAC flowing constantly,
My liver is healing.
No transplant needed.

I thought I was going to die,
Then I thought I was going to be sick for a long, long time.
And now they're telling me that I might be alright?
That I could completely heal,
And everything might be fine?

It's been an emotional roller coaster,
And now that I am home,
I have to readjust to normal life.
But I have had some time,
To reevaluate what I want to do,
And who I want to spend forever with.
I know for sure,
I want to keep going,
To keep living my life,
To keep loving Brandon,
To keep working towards getting my education,
To keep moving on with reality...

And I got to learn all of this,
Because I almost died...

Grace
IDryad
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sweetdevil, thank you for your participation.

wallyroo92
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Congrats to October and Taryn. Thank you to our host Grace, my sincere gratitude for the honor.

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