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Un-Corked
by Kate DemereeWhat happened to the laughter?
The pure joy of stringing words together
To form a thought
Describe a scene
Draw a picture
When did it change?
Why
There was satisfaction
In placing those small
Offerings upon the pristine page
Now
Now
Much thought has to be given
As to what am I saying
Why
How
Who am I saying it to?
Well Im through
Do you hear me????
Im done with thinking about what I am saying
And to who
I am saying it to you!!
Hello!
I am taking back my love of the word
If what I say offends or shocks you
So be it
It is speak and say what I have to
Saying a thing for the joy of saying it
Yes I have cried with you
Held you in my arms
And lain in yours
Made love with you
Fought with you
And everything in-between
And yes
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I LOVE YOU
Seems that is the thing most people have trouble with
Now that is out of the way
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Perhaps...
There is nothing I can not say~! 09/09/2004 Posted on 09/09/2004
Copyright © 2025 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Carl Walker on 09/09/04 at 11:54 PM sounds like fun, I'm looking forward to uncorked |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 09/11/04 at 03:03 AM No longer bottled up, that is good. Good poem
Katie.....Charlie |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 09/13/04 at 10:15 PM Sounds like your muse needs a few stern words from time to time, huh? hehe...cool monologue! :) |
| Posted by Mike Loftis on 09/14/04 at 11:24 PM Good read Kate. I understand the frustration of having to walk on eggshells in fear of saying the wrong thing. At least tht'a the way I read this. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/21/04 at 11:23 AM there is as yet the person place or thing that could cease the birds singing or Kate's and when whipooorwills call and evening is nigh I'll hurry to my blue heaven. |
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