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peterdawes — Solitary Nights
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Published: 2008-05-16 14:03:33 +0000 UTC; Views: 481; Favourites: 8; Downloads: 1
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i drop a coin into the welland listen to the water splash
wondering if the echo that reverberates
will remind me of you.
solitary night.
the starlight wraps around me
but only serves to suffocate me
within the heat of recollection.
recalling when these arms
held the gift of you within them.
you were like holding a porcelain doll
so afraid i would break you somehow.
the nights we spent
plotting about the world around us
were just a precursor to the nights i've spent
plotting how to bring you back.
the hollow echo that resonates
is not nearly as satisfying
as i'd hoped it'd be.
wine and memories filling the space;
the void within the vacuum.
i drink to remember; i drink to forget.
i drink a toast to those days
when we were so naive about loneliness
condemning the rest of the world
with our happiness
while we drank from the bond we shared.
remembering those emerald eyes,
that inviting stare.
wishing the world around us would disappear
until it was just you and i.
two souls touching through two sets of lips;
somewhere within your kiss, i found myself.
when i open my eyes, however
i see nothing but the same stars
which seek to choke me with their presence.
solitary night.
do the lovers who walk these streets
see the moon in the same manner as i
or are they the ones who now condemn me
with their happiness?
a twist of karma that changed the roles
that upset the alignment of the universe.
do they not know
the day will come
when the world condemns them instead?
i drop a coin into the fountain
casting a wish to whatever
deaf gods of this world
will open their ears to a sinner's prayer.
i held you in my arms once
and solitary nights are all i have now
until i hold you once again.
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If this is what you've been witholding may I respectfully request you to never withold anything again.
Strong from start to finish, and touching - my soul, my heart, my mind.
k
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The relevance of the poem is amazing. Seems this was written for me, as if it's through my eyes. Beautiful poem, Peter. Sad as it is, it's uplifting in a way. Solitude shouldn't last forever, maybe a long time, but not forever.
'i held you in my arms once
and solitary nights are all i have now
until i hold you once again.'
Until I hold you once again. There are those 'once again's and they are all the difference.
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Once again. . . hope springs eternal. Double-edged sword that it is, hope sustains us just the same when it does not taunt us with our lack of faith.
I am glad you found some relevance in it. Thank you, Rachael.
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i held you in my arms once
and solitary nights are all i have now
until i hold you once again
Something about these last three lines that, when I read them, my heart sank to my stomach. You said alot in this writing of yours, and although you do not seem to like it much, I have to say it is one of my favs that you have penned..Have a nice evening my friend..
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I am thoroughly glad you enjoyed it. 
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Yes we are..Whenever I write something I usually have to push myself to just submit them. I always have second thoughts on anything I write..,
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As do I. I read each deviation a dozen times prior to submission. And yet, I still do not know for sure until I receive feedback. One can only improve, I suppose, and then only through practice and critique.
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You speak the truth..I am the same..I look forward to the feedback..
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My deepest fears and desires all intermingled into one small poetic story.
::sighs::
This was beautiful, Peter. Thank you.
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You are a kind friend and reader.
What do they say? Better to have loved and lost? I am not certain the one who said that ever truly loved.
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I couldn't agree with you more. It makes me chuckle when people think they have love all figured out - yet, they present themselves with such obvious naivety on the subject.
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Love is a complicated thing and even during its purest and tenderest moments, it carries that fear of pain to follow. Fire and ice, as they say.
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Indeed.
Very well written.
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Thank you kindly, dear Kelly.
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You are most certainly very welcome, Peter.
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OHHHHHHHHH 
ME LOVES SO MUCH !!!!
"the starlight wraps around me
but only serves to suffocate me
within the heat of recollection"
Is an AWESUM part !!!! 
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Thank you again, Jazz.
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dam it, you know our plans now 
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Yes, I am well aware of your nefarious scheming. You miscreants.
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How interesting that we all find meaning in different verses. For me it was "the nights we spent
plotting about the world around us
were just a precursor to the nights i've spent
plotting how to bring you back." Thank you for sharing your talent with us.
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Thank you for reading it, dear Denise.
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two souls touching through two sets of lips;
somewhere within your kiss, i found myself.
when i open my eyes, however
i see nothing but the same stars
which seek to choke me with their presence
::soft sigh::
Just beautiful.
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Dear Leonie. . . how I have missed your presence.
You flatter me again and I consume it like candy. 
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Well, you might not appreciate it, but when has an artist ever truly liked their own work as much as others do? Personally, I think it's as brilliant as other works I've seen from you ^_^ thank you for posting it.
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We are our own worst critics. Still, I am humbled by the favorite and the kind compliment. Thank you.
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i drop a coin into the fountain
casting a wish to whatever
deaf gods of this world
will open their ears to a sinner's prayer.
Thank you, Peter. This is the sum and total of how I feel of late.
I appreciate the articulation of those feelings. I was at a loss on my own.
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One often wonders. . .
Is it I or them? Perhaps the request was not properly articulated? Or is the cosmos just as capricious as I suspected it might be?
My sympathies that you know such a feeling.
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Thank you, sir. I'm grateful you captured what you did. I had no outlet for it before this.
I suspect capriciousness as well, my friend. What else but arbitrary randomness explains how things seem to go, those who hate without cause, who attack with no provocation or justification, who tread on the downfallen and crestfallen and spirit-wounded go about their merry way and seem to prosper, leaving those they dance atop lying in mud and mired in failure, pain, suffering? How else to explain wickedness that favors the wicked and casts a fond touch to those who aren't in need, while those who are in want go ignored, unaided, abandoned?
Ah, Peter -- the Bible says God causes rain to fall and the just and the unjust. And forgive me for a moment of imprudent vulgarity when I say, sometimes, mon ami vampire, shit happens.
I've no more explanation than that. But I'm grateful for your words and your sympathy. A toast to you, poet: cheers! (What you sip I'll leave to your own discretion.
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Shit does indeed happen. In spades at times.
Funny how the mortal and immortal observe the same happenings within the cosmos. Of course, who am I to complain? I am an accursed creature. Still, I thought I'd gained some favor with the powers-that-be in days long since passed.
No rest for the wicked.
You, on the other hand, deserve tranquility. I do hope you find yours soon.
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Thank you for your empathy.
I suspect, Peter, you've more soul than many who aren't "accursed", and the powers that be may not be as spiteful of your current condition as you've thought. Time, my friend, will show.
I hope for only the best for you of course. For whatever they're worth -- for they fall on deaf ears apparently -- you are in my prayers.
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Time will indeed show. Perhaps the cloud has a silver lining. Right now, it only seems to contain rain.
Appearances are deceiving, though, aren't they?
I do not believe your prayers fall on deaf ears, so I thank you for offering them on my behalf. I do know how it might seem that way to you, though.
In case my prayers are not as ignored as I thought, I shall light a candle in your stead.
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And I will be ever grateful for your offering, kind sir. Thank you.
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