others may have wine, i have poetry

We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.

And the human race is filled with passion.

And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

Dead Poet's Society

Friday, December 7, 2007

The girl in my mirror

you can see she is fighting a battle
a battle deep within
she is here
and yet she isn't
her eyes shine
but not with joy
at the brim
threatening to overflow
her lip wears a smile
but refuses to share it with her eyes
and then
her lips quiverher nose twitches
she grits her teethand clenches her fists
but her eyes are still open
they still shine
then suddenly
it all comes to an end
her eyes close
the tears come out..hot,
fast and impatient tears
her face is now uncoils
but her heart contorts
she grimaces...
...a battle lost
a battle deep within....
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