Jslambert Mister Roboto Poet Shape

Death Do Us Part

hope lies             slit wrist
        not much            tight twist~
      twitch finger        missed kiss~~
      guilty little              witchy miss~~~
        long run      nothing there
   cold breath       steaming stare
      thought you've    always known
    never cared          busy phone
    times gone           bye bye
        no regrets          we die
         --- ---                  V
          --  --                  l l
          L   L                 v v 
                                 


****the shape is Supposed to be of two lovers dancing!

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John Aaron Green December 24, 2011 at 6:48 PM awesome creation,,hope you have a great christmas,,and new year................

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2011 at 11:27 PM Hey, what's up???

Raquel P August 8, 2011 at 6:53 PM That's sad.... But well written and I like the shape :)

Nette Onclaud July 26, 2011 at 2:55 PM a beautiful sway of a dance, JS.. i see the feet, right?... a puzzling,poignant write, wow! :) huggs, nette

Andrea Dietrich July 25, 2011 at 10:50 PM hmmm, it seems a bit gruesome. Did I read it right? I guess I am not good at seeing shapes.To me not much like dancers. maybe it's the way my screen shows it. Wanted to say hi to you and thanks for your welcome comments. Sorry my time is so short these days and I can't even get around to that one list yet. WHen my life is back to normal, joey. and I sure hope that will be soon!!

Carolyn Devonshire July 25, 2011 at 2:15 PM Joey, Dad and I saw that Miami Heat game around Christmas time in 2008. Dad had a stroke on New Year's Day and died six days later. I really am glad I was able to share that game with him, regardless of whether or not I enjoy basketball I always had fun watching games with Dad. Love, Carolyn

Carolyn Devonshire July 25, 2011 at 1:46 PM Yes, I can see the shape, Joey. Love can be like a dance sometimes -- pushing and pulling our partners. There's a lot that lies beneath the surface of this poem. Well done! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 25, 2011 at 10:36 AM a wonderful write JS and fine depiction of the lovers .. shadowy silhouettes luv.. much to ponder here in these lovely lines..