Some of my writing.
By Zoe Peters at Jan 05, 2008 |
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Found myself lost again.
Depleted deleted. Found myself lost again.
Picked up dragged
home sit me down
front of the fireplace where gases speak heat wellbeing
Pieces bits of broken hearts scattered
across the fourth dimension
which she has only just showed these
hollowed eyes.
Weight only a third of the world this time 'round.
She sits bony uncomfortable
on the seat on top my shoulders.
Carry your worn torn heart to a cliff
Rabid waves angry ocean welcome
Whatever is left of you.
Whatever it is I took from you.
Chewed up Spit up Swallowed downnn.
I'm sorry.



Re: Some of my writing.
By Martin, Michael at Jul 03, 2008 18:00 PM
Cool poem, Zoe. Myself, I\'m more of a lyricist than a poet. Have you thought about music or visuals as "backdrops" to your poetry? Thanks for posting this. More!!
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Re: Some of my writing.
By Peters, Cynthia at Mar 18, 2008 18:48 PM
Hi Zoe --
It\'s cool to have you as a "friend" on ZSpace. Post more writing. And I\'ll try to do the same!
Mom
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By Krumm, John at Jan 08, 2008 13:06 PM
Hey Zoe, Nice Poem.
I think I met you and your mom on Revere Beach more than ten years ago. How is the home schooling going? My daughter (now ten, in 5th grade) is trying to talk me in to home schooling next year instead of the dreaded middle school. Right now she is at a very relaxed and tiny (60 kids) charter school, so it would be a big change.
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