Escape MAG

June 23, 2009
By Naesmarts SILVER, Clinton, Maryland
Naesmarts SILVER, Clinton, Maryland
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Isolation, seclusion, loneliness, chilled to the bone
Find my refuge in feelings not shown
Small shelter, when the winds of life moan
I crawl between the letters within this page
Tears and cries buried under the happy girl on stage
Things no longer under her control to assuage
Periods, commas, all meaning much more
Each word containing life to restore
Watching the tide go in and out off shore
Release the dam of my soul
Pulling myself out of this self-dug hole

The author's comments:
It was a poem i wrote about my never ending relationship with words and poetry itself.

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danieGdub said...
on Oct. 23 2011 at 6:58 pm
You know I love your work... keep it coming ;)

imanim said...
on Oct. 23 2011 at 6:41 pm
This "Naesmarts" Poet has to be the best poet ive ever read. I'm so inspired. excellent job! your so talented:)

on Nov. 6 2009 at 12:51 pm
<3inablender SILVER, Center Valley, Pennsylvania
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I am greatly appreciative of feedback from people. It means a lot to me to know that what I have to say is actually worth a damn; to someone other than myself. And that my voice, screaming like hell, actually was heard when I feel like it's not heard.

dude. i've been like obsessed with ellen hopkins work for the longest time. lol shes an amazing writer. your poem is awesome though. good word choice in it. its got a really good feel to it

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