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From a Poet to the Philosopher
By Revisable Retina
From a poet to the philosopher
Its told you see my face
hear my voice
yet you walk with
threatening women
who
dare steal lips from me
Taken
aback by spoken wickedness
Your bodyless fornicating
*Emotionless*
Crushed
weight of your words
“Finally” dawning on your
heart
I’m the one left here with
nothing but remains
You have
all the star filled nights
Allys filled with laughter
Yet
your heart is yearning for me
Yet your soul is screaming out to me
I am all alone bitter not nearly as much inspired
by all this as you’ve been
I picture you
sitting in a chair
Eyes
cold starring forward
Jaw clenched with a vengeance
Misery spoon fed to you by
yours truly
Passing judgment on others is
your weakness
You wear arrogance and pride as your armor
With the cunning posture of a
demon
The refusal of changing what’s
asked of you for me
*Absurd apologies for no wrongful doing*
Constant worry of what others might be feeling
All though love’s you.. and
needed you
*Now needs a hand
up driven down by fate*
What now can I say beloved
That has not already been
told
I said I will see brown
change to grey
I will not stand for wallowing
in what can easily be avoided
-Yet you were my philosopher,
I stood behind you as your poet -
Yes you’ve made an impact BRAVO
I’ll just sit here and
hold my breath
Shedding memories
of life shedding them of you
Goodbye my love
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© 2007 RachelDawn
Published on Friday, August 3, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "From a Poet to the Philosopher"
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A former member wrote:
/With the cunning posture of a demon / as well as the last stanza. brilliant
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On Wednesday, August 29, 2007, Sketso
(419)
wrote:
Poetry IS philosophy, enlightened for the lost. Only thing is, the poet knows it... and most "philosophers" aren't really. Nicely spoken.
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On Friday, August 3, 2007, stormtalk
(727) wrote:
what makes you think a turtle without its shell is still a turtle?
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A former member wrote:
Parmenides wrote his philosophy in verse... and Heidegger believed that poetry was the means to discover that which defies logic... the way of aletheia... an uncovering of what has been hidden beneath a way of seeing the world that can be easily communica
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A former member wrote:
ted... i.e., what language, for all of its everyday 'effectiveness' and utility, has failed to capture. The poet is a vehicle for the infinite possibility of which many philosophers seek only the boundaries. Intriguing write... I love dialogue. And what m
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On Friday, August 3, 2007, stormtalk
(727) wrote:
not just language - he even goes so far as to say the science of physics itself is self-limiting
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A former member wrote:
ight a philosopher say to the poet?
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On Friday, August 3, 2007, Solace
(1065) wrote:
Exactly what you just said no doubt...I've got nothing left after that exposition :)
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On Friday, August 3, 2007, Bella Butchery
(696) wrote:
he sounds like a narcissist to me. i love the old school lingo and dictation you mix in with the new millennium slang and dramatics. you cut down your own writing when you have so much for people to learn from...
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On Friday, August 3, 2007, Bella Butchery
(696) wrote:
a modern woman ranting to the crowd of serpent tongue truths... i love to sit and watch you persuade the crowd, and myself.
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A former member wrote:
wow; a gutteral grudge indeed; and prophetically wicked sharp. . .. such a raw write. . .. amazing
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