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AGE:
21
LOC: Guthrie, OK
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 19
LOC: Guthrie, OK
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 19
writing is a passion of mine, ever since i began in my pissed off teenage years as a use for ventilation, i knew it was something i had a knack for and wanted to pursue. evolution is something that would be an understatement for the change in my writing from now until then, and believe me, evolution is what it needed (although i wouldnt change those first pieces for anything seeing as how they are my foundation). i have more poetry posted on my myspace: www.myspace.com/william_roger_riley. go ahead and add me if you so choose. if you have any questions for me you can either contact me here, on my myspace, or at my email: w.roger.riley@gmail.com.
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Alternate Possibilities Hello? Unspeakable? I can see you: Everywhere. I can feel you: All around me. Your essence smells of beauty As I breath in the vapors of your soul. How I wish to say your name, To call forth the affection That you lay on my heart. But my lips will remain sealed. The fear of loss Out-weighs the prospect of gain. No worries, though, my love, Our affair will live Dwelling within my thoughts, Burning within my spirit, Until the day of hope that its manifestation Becomes ev...
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H_____ S____ Can you feel that? The warmth of the fire, The honesty of my touch? Even though your miles away, You're right here with me. I can feel your fingers Running across my face, And taste your lips upon mine. Sweet cherry blossom balm lets me know You're right here with me. Your voice is so soft in this light, Your eyes glow with excitement. I whisper the promises of our fortune In your ears as they burn. You'rer right here with me. The tender words you share Are my heart's manifest. W...
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Desirae We sit aimlessly within each other’s company Just outside the fence of the blue-lit runway, Watching the rain glisten on the windshield, Illuminating the ocean of lights before us. We wish the night would never end As we curse that moment that looms, But what can we do? I harbor you in the time that we do make stand still. Trying to squeeze years out of mere minutes, We tremble in each other’s arms Forcing the air to become scarce between our lips, You release a faint sigh of relief a...
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Calling You (Its Better This Way) I have called you a few times, And a few times you didn't answer. Each occasion only returned The previous hollow cry in echo: "Desire...". Though it may not have been by telephone Or penned in letter, nevertheless, Your name did come across my lips, Within the quiet and stillness Between each breath. The sorrow of your vacant half of the bed - Whose only residents, now, Are your sleepless mind and my tiresome memories - Still haunts me from time to time; How...
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Where Angels Lay Midnight darkness consumes this room Where we lay after our lay, Holding each other as though To let go would be abandonment . Light once thought of entering This hallowed dwelling, This sweet sanctuary Of salvation and comforters, But shuttered as it saw our amazing grace Between the sheets. Please, my sweet, Lay next to me for one more night, One more Sabbath in celebration Of the ones who have faith in each other More than their naked and holy selves. Listen to the angels ...
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i can see this going 2 different directions: 1. it definetly reminds me of someone who may not want to be brought to face the day, is maybe having to face life that they think maybe dragging them along and they are the ones who "struggles to hold on". or 2. that one may be full of the days pleasure and wish that each one may never end. maybe they have an idealism that the sun would grab ahold of somehting to stay one moment longer in the sky to give the light needed to make one more pass thro...
very creative. i love how you almost capture what it is like to be a duck. the only thing i personally see that i dont like is that you broke the aa, bb rhyme scheme. im not sure if this is an actual known style that im not aware of or just something that you tried to play off. im not saying it makes your piece bad, but it does disrupt one's rhythym when they get to the end. im still torn, actually, between if i completely agree with your chice to do this or not. other than that i found this ...
i like this piece, though im not so sure if it belongs in a blogging category rather than poetry. it is very clear and to the point while bearing your heart on your sleave, so to speak. the only thing i would check you on is using the second person word "you". many literary buffs will tell you this is taboo, but seeing as how this has a more artistic/poetic vibe i believe that it gives you a little bit more leaveway to be able to bend literary rules (which i do regularly). over all i will say...
very well written, i love the fact that you write not to prove that you know something about what will happen after death but that anything could. the only thing i didnt like about it was the extreme use of the period. it makes for a very choppy read and rhythym. using commas in a few places here and there will definately give the flow an even better feel, and make this piece all the more better. hope to get more from you.
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