Zadown Posted October 28, 2001 Report Share Posted October 28, 2001 Posting this is Gwaihir's fault - you can all blame him. Written ages ago, during RL and emotional winter. pain is my tool I've practiced it's use I look for happiness inside me even beauty would do but my fingers grasp nothing but the flames have a story to tell blood whispers words without pause and the void has a meaningful face none of us is a sentence nobody can be caught with a few words perhaps I am still a monotonous bell cast for a singular purpose to herald the night and black to echo with hushed tones in my sound an unseparable longing burial of hope I can play with ease Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted June 2, 2003 Report Share Posted June 2, 2003 I particularly like: none of us is a sentence nobody can be caught with a few words In our modern haste, even the Politically Correct Police like to pigeon-hole people. This is a great reminder not to be seduced into brief sketches of people when we wield a Pen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ozymandias Posted March 29, 2007 Report Share Posted March 29, 2007 This put me in mind of a line from Mister Fantastic (of The Fantastic Four), of all people. "You know I have trouble slowing my thoughts down enough to be able to commit them to paper." (this is likely a massive paraphrasing, as I have loaned out this comic book at present and cannot reference it directly, but you get the gist.) Eloquent frustration, Sir Z. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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