Wednesday, 19 May 2010

Maps

I scored my life
Maps on each arm
Every line
a history of wrongs
Roads of un-trust
And paths of love lost

One ply transparency
All now that separates
Words support the rafters
But words are cheap
And forgettable

Reaching for answers
Imposing, pointed questions
Threaten to break through
Find their way
to years of hidden truths

Shame tries to close the book
But the ink is still wet
And if a diary was left open
do you have the right to read it?
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7 comments:

  1. Moonlight P19 May 2010 at 11:40

    as always amazing, you have no end of creative talent x

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  2. rxkitten19 May 2010 at 11:57

    Thankyou kitten xx your Miss talented too though, don't you forget that xx

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  3. Anonymous19 May 2010 at 12:00

    love the first verse!!

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  4. Rachel20 May 2010 at 12:44

    This is beautiful. Thank you for posting it!

    Hope you are well xxx

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  5. rxkitten22 May 2010 at 03:34

    Thankyou for reading! xxx

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  6. Ray Morgan | Poetry9 June 2010 at 03:28

    This is a haunting, very effective poem!

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  7. rxkitten9 June 2010 at 03:31

    Thank you Ray! I realy like your poetry so appreciate your feedback.

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