lost_poetry Doar In all that I can be, In all that I want to be, In her I long to be, Without her I die in eyesight blighted. Over all that I should be, Over all that I can't be, In her hands I become unwashed, Missing her even when loneliness is righted. Kissing me, she always will be, Kissing her, I smooth her lips to be, Placing us between the dark circles, Sacrificing us in the torrents path. 040809 ... lucky . 040809 ... cpgurrl i will never write the poem down; it will live only in my heart. never said always there never acknowledged, everybody knows. and when my heart no longer lives they will mourn for all the things unsaid, all the lost poetry of souls. 040809 ... a thimble in time I'd put it here, if only I found it. 040809 ... z i once wrote a poem called the death and deposition of a king. my english teacher (high school) said she wanted to enter it in a city contest. i lost it on the way home that night. i used red, fire and blood words throughout as a theme. for me, losing it unfinished was the problem. it will forever be a draft. so, lost draft. 040809 ... shivers wandering through the forests in a deam eyes closed the pit in your stomach swallows you whole it wont let go grabs you by the ankles and swings you around disoriented crying and you give up 040809 ... abjection Too many songs that won't get sung, but what does it matter if I add a few more to the list of things forgotten and goals undone? You're not the only one and certainly not the last who had big schemes and watched them burn to ash. The writing is on the wall, the fatal gun shot wound to the head and a pile of obscure plans and stories nobody will be able to decipher. Another one bites the dust baby, and it was me. I don't feel that badly because of it. 040810 ... werewolf first when i was fourteen, my mom threw out all my papers "on accident" then when i'm 21 - my computer erases everything. novels poems conversations i'd saved and the all pervasive miscellaneous jottings i valued so. i never got a chance to sift the good out of them. so now i don't really plan on keeping anything i write down. 040810 what's it to you? who go blather from