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fuel for life

again
I stumble
over still-green grass

frozen wind
shudders the blades

maybe it's the energy
kinetic potential
thermal-wrapping
this -
undefined

I wait for
science to explain
the root of feelings

when
lukewarm water
threatens
experimental sun

it gets too hot

the dead mumble
afterthoughts -
I share some of them
over French toast
brown from familial love
and maple syrup

orphan feelings
in the plural sense
are no longer pellucid

they've been absorbed
in the black of your jacket

Author notes

What was unsaid
will be repeated.

I love that jacket.

-

Burden of Sacrifice - Full Blown Rose

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  • sheltered
    October 11

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    Who else could squeeze a word like familial
    into a sentence and make it work? Black jacket?
    This must be another on of those inside poems.


    • notorious
      October 11
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      Yeah...a black jacket absorbing the sunlight pellucidly.
      Armani Exchange, it was...

  • JohnnyD gold member
    October 10

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    Wait, you want bio fuels from grass, nah, that's almost as bad as corn. Brazil has the right idea, use sugar cane, 12 times more energy efficient than corn and they have hundreds of thousands of acres and are fuel self sufficient. Hey, wanna go dog sledding over the cane fields, lots of cool snakes in there.

    and yeah, I liked the write, I like all your stuff and if you don't like it go burn a bunch of sugar cane, damn stuff burns really hot when its dry!

    Len


    • notorious
      October 11
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      Thanks.

      I actually hate sugar cane, unless it's sugar cane juice used to sweeten a carbonated drink...LMAO, but interesting facts you got there.


  • account disabled
    October 10

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    science does not explains as much as it restrains
    a complex imaginative effort is necessary afterwards
    to restore the minerals that feed the root of feelings



  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    October 10

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    Damn!! Yeah if only science could explain the root of feeling, life would be a hell of a lot easier mixing formulas to get through some stuff!!!

    Love that ending!! Made me feel like there was someone who wasn't paying attention or even cared for your feelings and you merely faded into their blackness...

    Awesome poem!!



    • notorious
      October 10
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      The word 'pellucid' is one of my favorites (thank you Dean Koontz) and this is only my second time using it.

      Thanks
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