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Friday, January 04, 2008
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Passion Flames
Category: Writing and Poetry
Passion Flames
In a glance there is a spark
That ignites from within
Stoked by the flickering fire
of glance after glance
No embers stomped
by the trampling of
lovemaking that would
contain the passion flames
that burn us from the inside out
with longing for each other unquenched
Hearts Left to burn day after day
melting for one another
Lips that scream endless torture
of desire unmet
Eyes that cry loneliness
of a trembling body untouched
Ears that long for hot breath ,
whispering sounds of passion
Denied waves of passion
to quench the fire
We condemn ourselves
to lovers hell
As we continue to pledge ourselves to honor
Our sacrifice unrecognized
nothing in return but emptiness
with its sneer of ownership.
Christine Moore
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Thursday, January 03, 2008
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Torn Love
Category: Writing and Poetry
Torn Love
Years gone bye were roses , nothing but the best.
" I love you" flowed like liguid, of that you can attest.
Proud of what you gave me, or was it what I took...
can't really remember now... what was real or book.
Wrapped up in my own party, mesmerized by my own show,
I never saw you leaving, still never thought you'd go.
Shock was so complete; it had me spinning for a time.
Each thought, i thought....i had to think... which is and is not mine?
At times my pain has been.. much more than i could bear,
those times i spent pretending... with a love who'd have me there.
Twisted symbols of our love, were all picked out by me.
They've twisted deep within your heart, and torn your love i see.
Christine M. Moore 3/16/2001
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Thursday, October 25, 2007
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The Morning After- repost 12/06
Category: Writing and Poetry
The Morning After
Rageing storm of discontent,
spewing words never meant.
Hurts prevail inside out,
rarely spoken, seeds of doubt.
In the closet put with care,
forget that they were ever there,
wipe the tears of rivers flowing,
go to sleep, with unsure knowing .
Fight the dreams of broken day,
slummer all the words that slay.
The wind will come to blow away,
seeds of love that that fell today.
Wake up in the morning light
nothing said, about the night.
Seeds of love spilled all around,
shattered when they hit the ground.
Hope that theres,
enough to spare,
to grow the love,
lye broken there.
Christine M. Moore 12/24/2006
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
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cleaning house
Category: Writing and Poetry
If any of my readers no longer wish to subscribe to my blog please unsubscribe. I have not been writing much and will be posting many writings as reposts. I would like to continue reading your work. If i have not unsubscribed this means your writing i'm reading. Thanks, christine
ps: I will begin to comment as soon as i can type well enough to type alot, my arm is still recovering.
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cleaning house
Category: Writing and Poetry
If any of my readers no longer wish to subscribe to my blog please unsubscribe. I have not been writing much and will be posting many writings as reposts. I would like to continue reading your work. If i have not unsubscribed this means your writing i'm reading. Thanks, christine
ps: I will begin to comment as soon as i can type well enough to type alot, my arm is still recovering.
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Monday, September 17, 2007
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Rain Storm
Current mood: calm
Raining tears, unsure the cry raining tears, they never dry Surely this storm will too subside though until then sanity collide.
Lighting bolts that sear the soul And salty tears burn as they flow Flooding the mind till thinking soaked
Memories hid, far away as the bed of the sea And never swim to follow me letting me up to take a breath To slowly impede a pending death.
Christine moore 9/17/2007
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
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post here~ and a note
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hi everyone I really have missed being around, I will be starting to read, although I won't be posting much. I still will be reading and I 'll get to you all soon to say hello.
Thank you all who have sents notes , comments, etc. It means alot to me. I'll seen you soon, Love you all~ Christine
Please feel free to share a poem here on my site, maybe get to read some new writer!
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post here~ and a note
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hi everyone I really have missed being around, I will be starting to read, although I won't be posting much. I still will be reading and I 'll get to you all soon to say hello.
Thank you all who have sents notes , comments, etc. It means alot to me. I'll seen you soon, Love you all~ Christine
Please feel free to share a poem here on my site, maybe get to read some new writer!
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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combusted
Category: Writing and Poetry
I can barely remember
embers are ashing
no mistaking it's taking
longer to see you
to feel you in my daydream
away you seem to be
sometimes I still catch you
with a flicker of lust
Blink your gone
I want so to keep you
in memory
sleep in my daydream
with you at my side
Slide by slide
my mind won't abide
I barely see you
Its been too long
too far gone
still I grasp at the past
of our place in time
so outrageous, contagious
the lust and the play
joy time after time
no complex emotions to deal
Stealing time from our lives
just to play in a way
that seems far gone
to good to stay
a passing of lust
combusted
Copyright 6/10/2007
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
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"Nothing"
Category: Writing and Poetry
Nothing here
Nothing gone
Nothing right
yet nothing wrong
Time is short
or is it long
all I wish is time
be gone
There is a place
inside my head
where all of life
is dull and dead
I try to wipe it out a lot
but I always come back to that spot
It's like a circle, my head inside,
a spinning tea cup ride I've said
When its time to stop, and go on living
There seems no place to start beginning
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