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Hot And Cold Comes The Night

LIST POETRY - A FUTURISTIC INTERPRETATION
You must know I cried yesterday and I think I broke the world so I braided some words into twine planted some sweet and sour coated seeds I grew free standing expressions and then I joined them with left over thread to present these interlocking pieces in their proper order regardless of the number they wear in an attempt to confuse and deceive. I offer this humble list for your reading enjoyment It is an honour to have you visit my page. The pleasure I assure you is all mine WORDS ON PAPER - THE LIST FIVE I loved you centuries before we were born. You lived in my dreams before I ever slept. When others wasted time picking flowers I waited for when it was time to pick you. Love calls you in the natural scent of your partner. You'd feel their touch in the vacuum of outer space. Your desire for them would melt away the ice age. I want to find a door in the brightest part of the sky I could open to erase what was, to shine a light so bright it, like a book of golden words, would write ideas so vital as to eradicate even a suggestion of our mournful past. I want to be that magician who does not bother with illusion but rather heals wounds and shatters burden. TWO We were at the fair, joviality in the air. A memory filed, I was a young child holding balloons floating round like full moons in vivid colours bright. Fixed on this joyous sight I was on Cloud Nine proud these were mine. If I had not let go of them. If I hadn't watched them as they flew higher and higher as my heart sunk lower and lower I might of never learnt what it felt like - hurt. Hope gloats, hope floats. either your way or just away. THREE sometimes the afternoon sun is.....too hot to walk barefoot........on the concrete path still even then.......I refuse to wear my hat I guess I'll never change, I'm just like that. sometimes when I jump in the lake in late summer... with all of my clothes on...I do it in the evening......as I go down...way down to the bottom...there's a gentle peace overtakes me..I want to stay down like a rock... revel in the ecstasy...not swim back up..........not ever SEVEN ours was a paper mâché love living in a cut out cardboard home with a macaroni art painted lawn and nothing real to call our own nothing solid that we could hold. we tried stacking lego bricks but you have to be able to pop your cheek to qualify as a kid - to get a license to build. the castle we assembled didn't pass the test. so much for fairy tales - hello reality check. we rolled the dice but our thimble went straight to jail and our mouse ended up trapped. can you hear that buzzing the operation failed. where are you going? your tricycle is still in the shop and I might as well tell you..............I have no eights................."go fish!" we fell through the bunny hole where i - jack fell ddddownnn nnnnnnn and broke my crown and you - jill came tumbling aaaaaaaaaaafterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr EIGHT it is a choreographed ballet our love stands strong legs at the base digging deep build roots delicate hands branched out reach high long slim fingers define twigs draw space the body of our trunk thick sweet filled music fills our human needs one sound wind pixies dance meticulously the air sunlight leaks effectively through dark spots lifts carries holds and shapes our smiles it is a choreographed ballet our love in sync our bodies their senses once immersed in I now us ONE I know the last thing I want to feel as I leave this world, it is your lips on mine. When I take my last breath I want to feel yours with its loving touch. NINE Always, no matter the roar or intensity of the storm how severe the attack even out of the norm Always, i offer my hand with sincerity aim to deal with it peacefully. Always! SIX then suddenly it hits like a swarm of locus. a deep dark manifestation that greases my mind my very existence in its unforgiving sense of doom. every bone stiffens, when I move, a sound of dead dried out forest twigs breaking against the boots of hikers echoes in the confined space of my skull. i reach for a pill slowly it dissolves under my tongue i wait and i wait and i wait ... my body is soaked in a sweat with its own cold and hot tap. i assume the position, lying on an unstable floor. the creature depression is now in full control of my faculties. this too i will survive ...that is what i do...what i do...this is what i do.......somehow i survive. FOUR there is a deafening hush... silently raging through the core of my existence...still...I am humbled by the light and the love I have witnessed in my brief appearance...........here on Earth there is a river...that walks at my side... walks with me........at the same stride... April 14 2015 Armand

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Date: 7/22/2015 12:16:00 PM
this is an awesome piece. Its nice visiting your pages once again. Definitely a 7!
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Date: 4/29/2015 4:16:00 AM
I am speechless, words fail the wonderment of this work...had to comment again. I .fav of course...Seren
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Date: 4/27/2015 6:52:00 PM
Very creative work, Armand. I enjoyed this entire series of wonderful poems. But, I have to agree with Richard, SEVEN is my favorite, too. It brings back some great childhood memories...
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Date: 4/23/2015 2:58:00 PM
Maurice, oh this is epic, beautiful words have dripped from your pen, I like the pyramid at the beginning and the prayers are deep, a wonderful 7, and thanks for visiting my poem, love hurts, sadly it is a true story, I was a naïve girl at the time, tricked by an older and experienced deceiver, there are men like that
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Date: 4/22/2015 12:08:00 AM
Well it has become plainly obvious for all to see, there are clearly 2 geniuses here!!!!!! ( you being one of them!! )
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Date: 4/21/2015 1:26:00 PM
Armand, Lovely and fun fun fun to read. You had currents of love running through all, and loved the play with the structure into something a bit concrete. I have not yet become so brave in my travels...LOL ~Jan
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Date: 4/20/2015 6:37:00 PM
thanks for the fun comments today, my very sweet friend!
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Date: 4/20/2015 3:44:00 PM
I think I have whiplash! What a truly wild ride, I have not read anything quite like it and your words are exquisite.
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Date: 4/20/2015 9:20:00 AM
Just came to say hi, and enjoy the beginning of a new week!!
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Date: 4/20/2015 7:21:00 AM
Exceptional Armand!!! hugs xx~olive eloisa :)!
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Date: 4/20/2015 1:34:00 AM
Armand this is so you. Many lessons in the useage of words. I will walk alongside and learn about the world, life, etc..Fav it...Seren
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Date: 4/19/2015 6:59:00 PM
A master building you have built with your words in this amazing work of art Armand. Just beautiful! 7
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Date: 4/19/2015 9:42:00 AM
My favorite is seven. You have a wonderful mind my friend.
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Date: 4/18/2015 2:48:00 AM
Do you know Armand, even if the words you've written were the only ones on the screen, I would have recognized them as yours. From going through the whole gamut of emotions to using the words exactly needed in each and every thread...they have your name stamped on them. You have created your own style, your own voice on this poetic world. Thank you for the experience. May have to come and visit, and visit once again...to remember the taste, to chew and masticate each and every delicacy. 7 and a fav!
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Date: 4/18/2015 12:33:00 AM
A whole lot of emotion imagery and observation here Maurice, everything we all feel or imagine at some point, so well presented..' a pleasure to have stopped by..'
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Date: 4/16/2015 2:00:00 PM
dear Armand, you are poetry in motion! What I most admire in your writing is the ability to see things in a unique way and express them in a way that is also not difficult to understand. This you have done, as you always have done since I began reading your poetry. Too many beautiful images to name them all. I still think this should be divided up into the individual pages so that people who view it will want to see one page after the other in a timely way! Faved!
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Date: 4/16/2015 10:42:00 AM
It is a wonderful lyric indeed, so full of ordinary and extraordinary thoughts!
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Date: 4/16/2015 6:32:00 AM
This is a poem to be savored and I am so happy I had the time to do just that Armand. I loved the scope of emotions that poured out of this poem and lay bare for all of us to digest. Beautiful, just beautiful!
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Date: 4/15/2015 9:52:00 PM
I love these! First one consider putting a comma after world and put and "it" ahead of is on the next line. Otherwise the meaning of the sentence can be misconstrued.
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Date: 4/15/2015 6:37:00 PM
Hey, Armand, I wish you would separate these lovely "pages" so I could fave each one each day of the week. right now I am late for the gym, so I only got down to page five, but I will return tomorrow to read it some more. have a good night, my dear friend!
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Date: 4/15/2015 1:00:00 PM
Dear Maurice, What a collection of gems you have here! I enjoyed each one and the wide range of emotions expressed. I think my favorite is the second one, especially the lines: "hope gloats, hope floats, either your way or just away." This is a compelling observation that is so true. Thank you for sharing all your "words" of wisdom with us. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/15/2015 11:00:00 AM
words on paper - wow such a roller coaster of experiences - need to fave read re read and re read these amazing thoughts - number 5 my fave at the moment - guess this will change every time I read it:-) You are an extraoridnary talent my friend:-) Love and Hugs jan xx
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Date: 4/15/2015 7:40:00 AM
Wow, such a great variety of experience I loved the balloons, I felt like I was right there feeling that moment. You're awesome my friend. hugsxxx
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Date: 4/15/2015 6:32:00 AM
Okay..Very descriptive work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
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Date: 4/14/2015 11:34:00 PM
I think I'm out of breath. A terrific journey on a roller coaster of emotions you took me my friend...some sad some sadder some mixed with hope. Yes hope it is there and your journey is not over. Battle through the lows for the highs will be amazing.....much love Tim
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