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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Nov 22, 2011 9:30:52 GMT -5
Painted sunsets with watercolours, pale, Frustrate senses, closed eyes to no avail. Like homophones I couldn't be angry- yet it yearned, thirsted like a sanguine.
A fist full of petrol- a murmur- I was on my way To burn my agony, bitterness to another day.
(No, I didn't spell the title wrong. I wanted a plural for negligent people, not negligenCE.)
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Nov 22, 2011 19:15:53 GMT -5
Perhaps I’m missing something but this seems more ambiguous than your usual style though I do like your word combinations. I’m just having trouble connecting it with your title. The first strophe seems to have nothing driving related. I like it though. The second does seem to paint anger though – “Burning agony, ” fist full of petrol,” and “bitterness” all seem to suggest the type A personality but nothing directly driver related. I love the word “Sanguine.” It is so seldom used but it rolls off the tongue. Hmmmm. I’m going to have to try to work it into something now. :-)
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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Nov 23, 2011 7:09:47 GMT -5
Driving soothes me when I feel the darkness sliding beneath my skin. I was driving at dusk the other day & the beautiful sky looked like this whimsical watercolour painting, & it made me angry that something could be so soft & pretty while I hurt inside. Being a negligent driver- I sometimes feel the urge to veer off the road & crash into a swap or tree & see how my vehicle fairs. I guess The way I deal with my emotions is that I put them in metaphors- negligent driving is the driver exploring the image of "veering off" the bitumen that appears to have been laid before them. Homophones excite me as well- what appears to be one thing is also another, like the doors of opportunity to us. One person's death is another person's revelation.
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Post by LonelyForsaken on Nov 24, 2011 13:13:42 GMT -5
When I feel really upset or bad about something I like to take a drive and listen to the stereo alone. CRANK IT! I always have good sound systems too. Hmmmm. I do tend to react in opposites of what most others do. I like cold weather for example and while lightning does scare me I love lightning storms. I find beauty in all its forms heartening no matter what my condition or feelings. I do understand what you express here in your comment – it is as though you are mocked – a spiteful reply to your pain but I pull over and study it. Suck it in even if it makes me feel more removed from everything or more blighted. You know. I see another poem in your reply.
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Post by Veritas on Nov 24, 2011 20:06:47 GMT -5
So crashing in australia is acceptable if your angry... You do this offten? I have a marine buddy who crashes a car at least once a year. Well he did it for 5 years or so, the took his lisence away in'08.
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Post by Mikepoet on Jan 28, 2012 17:26:55 GMT -5
I have wrecked like 3 times in my life. The first was running from the cops after I found out fella in car had cut break lines and wanted to be a bad ass and be there to describe my 72 fresh repainted with new tires and aluminum rims wreck. Well he died in wreck. Doc. and allot of money to lawyer said they could not tell who was driving due to injuries and no negligent homicide charges. My second wreck was almost to the hour exactly 2 years after the first and was in same area. Was saying I ain't scarred and it only totaled car. #rd was smoking some legal bud which made me head rush so hard I ran into a car or truck turning on road. Wiped out a fine ass Burgundy Chevy s 10 extended cab. The point here is if moment gets manic enough to go with crazy thoughts then the result will make you less. You will have wrecked car and if car is wrecked bad enough then you will suffer physical. I used to say live fast die young and your corpse wont have wrinkles. Well I did not die young not a corpse yet and wrinkles are starting. Now body endured all and I have a barometer in my ankle and leg in winter. Just saying cool chick be careful cause if done in an avoidable way wrecks will change your life in a way that you will be less as a person and sit back at times remembering how it used to be. The romance of what Hollywood depicts will be gone. The selfish me says you are young and very beautiful and it would really suck to erase beauty from the world.
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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Feb 8, 2012 7:33:59 GMT -5
A guy I was seeing died in a car accident a few years ago. I've been in two car accidents, one was when I veered into a pole & just busted up the passanger side door. The other was when I pulled out in front of someone on a motorbike & he wasn't wearing any riding gear. Lucky the bike was on was only small so he threw it aside & jumped on my bonnet so he didn't get pinned beneath the car. He smashed the windsceen & sliced his shoulder open. He lay on my bonnet bleeding not moving & in those terrifying seconds I thought he was dead. Then he hopped off my windscreen, I ripped on the handbrake & all I can remember was shaking & Greenday was playing on my stereo really loud. I had nightmares for weeks, I was paranoid that the police would come to my house telling me he was dead so I didn't leave my house unless it was paramount. I kept having PTS flash backs, & any time I got in a car for months after that I would get really, really nervous.
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lykos
Dark Initiate
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Post by lykos on Mar 11, 2012 13:37:18 GMT -5
so much emotion, so much meaning, so few words. Your (life) story seems an interesting one, I look forward to reading more of your writing.
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