They Offer Tears

Cherry

By threeleafshamrock

Sat, 22 Aug 2009
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17 comments
 

Day is night and night is day;
the morphine induced rainbows
colour my mind.
Like the migrant bird;
my job here is done
and I must follow the path home.

The sneak thief came a-creeping
In the twilight and before I
sensed his presence
he had stolen all.
Just the shell remained
to face the darkness alone.

The tubes gurgle, or is it just
the blood dragging itself round;
screaming at the
ailing pump for more -
like the trainer of
a flagging, exhausted athlete.

They stand and sometimes lean in
to my vision, wondering
if I can hear,
or recognize the
pity in their eyes.
I long for smiles; they offer tears...

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Comments

Submitted by sarah wilson on
Beautifully sad Chris, if that makes sense x

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Sarah. It is - as you might have guessed - about Cancer primarily and maybe a little about how we sometimes treat the dying; their not dead until their dead. If it should come for me this way, I want a party going on in the background with Kinks music blaring and people around me, busting their arse laughing; not bawling like feckin babies. If I want tears I'll hire professional mourners! ;)

Submitted by hilary west on
A lively spirit petering out, yet it was somehow upbeat too !!!.

 

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Hilary ;)

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'The tubes gurgle, or is it just the blood dragging itself round; screaming at the ailing pump for more - like the trainer of a flagging, exhausted athlete.' - love the images in this stanza Chris. A very moving, beautiful poem! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Magic XX

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks for the cherry folks; made up ;)

Submitted by littlebit59 on
I'd freckin give you my cherry, for this one, if I had a cherry...good job!

Jeanne

Submitted by Frances Macaula... on
Wonderfully emotive piece. Well done!

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Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
LOL, thanks Jeanne; that good huh? ha-ha XXX

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks Frances ;) XX

Submitted by Frances Macaula... on
Perfect title, by the way...

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Submitted by Frances Macaula... on
Perfect title, by the way...

Soundcloud:  https://soundcloud.com/search?q=FrancesMF(link is external)

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Thanks again Frances; yea, this one kind of jumped out at me lol XXX

Submitted by littlebit59 on
Absolutely no doubt in my mind. When's your book coming out?

Jeanne

Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Probably the day after I die; it will make a shit-load of money, all my enemies will become my long lost best friends, tell each other what a wonderful human being I was and piss all the money up against the nearest wall and send me a 'Wish you were here' card...LOL ;) Thanks Jeanne.

Submitted by littlebit59 on
Yes, I'm sure you may be right about the "pissing it all against a wall" claim, but at least they won't want to disown your skills like my kin probably would mine. This morning, I finally remembered where I came across this site. I had bought a book titled "Erotica on the Internet" about ten years back and this site was one of the very few that was still up and running when I found the book again a few months ago. Unbelievable and one reason why I doubt any relatives of mine will ever read on here, a shot in a million so to speak. Well wait, that didn't really sound right. There is so much more to this site than a hot steamy read or two; such as yours.

Jeanne