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Silent Poem

Silent Heart

I am sad, I had to break my OWN heart, 
Too many nights, I sat there all torn apart
A dream girl, 
Sitting under its own corrupted auspices sky 
You the poet, in disguise
Telling white lies about, your love for me
Saying I'm a boon from the sky....
A match, a queen, your muse, your everything
I'm no-good, I admit this once more, 
Your advice, I forever adorn 

It's time I follow the crying crows, and praise what is left
Afraid to listen my rhymes weren't cutting it, 
I release it all!
Your smiles, words, and worn out shoulders
I walked away
I acted on
Without a word, in a fetal stage I awake
Tonight you carry a tune for others
A story of a man who stole my soul of sins
A poet, I long forever more
Always, you will own the only sound that still beats inside
To live alone, in silence, asleep in my own world
I had to let go, 
-Of him, whose name I whisper in darkness
The only thing that remains, are the echoes of pouring rain

Too many reasons, writer's block, took full moon
You are a poet, from another lifetime, 
Down in Mandalay, I can no longer ask you to stay
Reading everything about my life, yet you can't answer
Alliterating poems, greeting every dark shadow, normally yours
Many nights I waited, long for the moment of my OWN return
I dusted myself off like yesterday's verse, yesterdays dirt
Cobweb, remain on my page
My pen now sits like a twig
No motion, since the day I decided I am not worthy of the wait
You the poet, who walks my way
I pressured less of me every day
Like Aspen, a forever winter cold! 
In your eyes, you wonder why, 
I trace the white smoke standing in your place?

To savor your words, once more 
It's too soon to breathe again. 

I hope you understand, 
How can I continue to love, when I don't even love myself?



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  1. Date: 8/28/2014 10:52:00 PM

    Strong words and emotions here P D, Enjoyed reading today..'
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 10:03:00 PM

    Wowee girl, what a line-I dusted myself off like yesterdays verse, yesterdays dirt-I wonder how many people can relate to your poem, it speaks of the core of many relationships here, dancing around our pages. I just want to give you a big hug. You have an amazing skill of writing and you are loved, I hope you really do know that and truely do love yourself. hugsxx
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 7:24:00 PM

    just dropping in one more time to express my appreciation for all of your support. it is very kind from a writer as talented as you. thank you. lots of love.
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 5:53:00 PM

    Something each of us has experienced, is to not feel worthy as our Souper friends, who write fantastic poems, some more prolific than others. But you, my dear, are much to hard on yourself, ....if you could only step back and see what a marvelous poet you are.....perhaps through the outside, in. Congrats on this introspective poem of the day!
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 3:40:00 PM words to a silent muse I have the pen sitting as a twig as if waiting to shoot beautiful leaves. Hugs, SuZ
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 12:27:00 PM

    Wow, powerful! I think your writer's block is packing for a vacation. Keep going.
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 12:18:00 PM

    Congratulations on "Silent Poem" being feature as poem of the day! LVerlena
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 12:17:00 PM

    Nicely written Linda and such a mental release. I feel you feel better from breaking free. Life has what it may and you must make it much more. A excellent right Linda in perspective of coping. I know this poem will enriched in that regards. LVerlena
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 11:22:00 AM

    And the clique member list goes on and on ;)))
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 10:28:00 AM

    Linda- this is a gut wrenching, powerful write. If I have learned anything in life it s that we are constantly being re-birthed. Loss of love, loss of faith, loss of identity all lead to rebirth. You are in the midst of it now and it is painful but it is not without beauty (the beauty of the poem) and an awakening to prepare you for the glory that will follow. My heart is with you. :-) Christine
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 9:44:00 AM

    Powerfully penned, PD Thanks a lot for placing me among your winners.
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 8:06:00 AM

    A very strong write and it conveys hurt as no other poem I've read in a longtime. Congratulations of this deeply personal write being chosen as Poem of the Day!!
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 7:46:00 AM

    Congratulations. Such a powerful poem of a saddened heart.
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 4:29:00 AM

    would have loved to see this deep write as poem of the week Linda. on second reading the words hit harder than ever especially the final two lines. Hope in time you find a way to cure your pain my friend:-( Hugs jan xxx
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 3:28:00 AM

    Brilliantly honest words from the soul as ever, Linda. I really love that line "...It's time I follow the crying crows…". Well done! Shane
  1. Date: 8/28/2014 1:04:00 AM

    Congrats on being POTD, Linda. I know this would get here. You write with heart and soul. That always touches hearts. Great write.
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 8:30:00 PM

    I broke my own heart once too Linda, because I didn't understand how best to use it, to grow, to show it, my insecurities made excuses for mistrust and disbelief. Love is not rare like Spring snowfalls, It is unkque to each instance to which It reveals new thresholds. Sometimes Love makes infants of us, chills us, thrills and splendors our souls, takes us to places we've never seen, been, or could have imagined. J.A.B.
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 7:39:00 PM

    Wow great poem ;) sounds really good you have true talent ;) i enjoy reading your poems ;) i look forward to reading more hope you have a great day ;)
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 7:24:00 PM

    you my friendship. cheri
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 7:23:00 PM

    because I was so hunger, I was afraid that someone might take it away from me. This happened when I moved back to my father's house when I was getting my divorce, I was half my own body weight, at the time. But I can't say I can understand your own personal pain, but I can understand pain itself. When I meant time he made me laugh, he is not the best looking fellow, i had my pick of those but he taught me how o laugh again, and how to live again. I can't be a Tom for you Linda but I can offer
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 7:19:00 PM

    Love is a necessity, and trust is earned. Within you is Linda whom I miss dearly, you say your never be the same, but what happened to you is wrong but use it to make you stronger, not weaker, I'm been beaten, from my parents, from ex-husband, even by one of my daughters, I've lost my home, and family and had to start from scratch living in a car with two small children and had to go into hiding. Hell is not just another word for me, I hid under my Dad's kitchen table eating a bag of chips,
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 7:13:00 PM

    Sometimes the waves of our shift our currents into different directions and for a time we drift away from one another, taking different tides of our lives, but if were lucky our currents collide again once more, to take another shot at friendship again. But if one tide pushes against the other tide to far when the other tide just wishes to help. Then currents float away, and just set themselves free, I'm here and offer friendship again but friendship goes both ways and communication is vital.
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 6:07:00 PM

    this is a gut wrenching poem Linda devastation of spirit shines out. a fantastic pen. remember also the good things hugs
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 4:39:00 PM

    Loved your words Linda so honest sincere and wonderful. That last question could be the question that the whole world asks, How many of us love, or even know ourselves...Brilliant write, my friend....Peter
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 1:45:00 PM

    A big question is there-If one doesn't know the taste of sweet how that taste can be told? You love love much more than yourself, otherwise it's impossible to say about the continuity of it. Extreme beauty of excellent thoughts adorned with golden words. My favorite one. Loved always, my *friend,bl
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 1:25:00 PM

    there is so much in this write, it takes many reads. just an absolute pleasure.
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 1:16:00 PM

    DID it THIS TIME Linda__My bad, it's now on there, CHECK AGAIN!:) Plus this is the 3rd Seven for this one. PLZ take those comments below to heart!
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 1:14:00 PM

    This is one of your best, PD. You are unforgettable, an inspiration and muse of many. Your last two lines could have been taken from my heart. Great soulful write. I'm sure we will see it featured as the POTD...and week for that matter. You are a Titan of PS.
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 8:15:00 AM

    Wow!! Linda,Felt all your emotions upon reading your precious words.. Writing does soothe the very hurt of one's heart... I feel great empathy for you... I've always treasured all your beautiful poems.. this one shall fav. as one of my favorites. Beautiful write coming from a beautiful woman... Eve
  1. Date: 8/27/2014 5:25:00 AM

    Very emotive and expressive work..I wonder who the secret love might be?..I like the many techniques used in this one and the metaphoric language..Thanks for the honor of placing in your contest..Sara
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