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Sunday, 13 March 2011

Gift-Wrapped

For three years I debated,
shifted mind and tried,
so I wrote the letter.
Precision of word clarified my ramblings, it was done.
Finality on paper,
my signature binding me to my word.
No more a whirlwind of thought drifting at terminal speed,
the letter said it all
in just one page, two hundred words.
Branded wonderings,
there ‘till rot creeps in
like cancer.

On the envelope I write her name. But the letter is mine.
Unforgotten, but laid to rest,
the encased letter lays in it’s paper tomb.
Seven letters spell h-e-r,
but I own these words, they are my creation.
Ownership not for sale,
no paper torn ash will fall here.
She cannot read my letter.
Her name is
only fiction.

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19 comments:

  1. very interesting piece! and very true
    enjoyed this very much
    thank you

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  2. awesome,

    fictional name?
    tricky games...
    smiles.
    smart poetry, A++

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  3. I like this poem very much and am looking for words to say why, but can't find them, so there.

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  4. Yeah, really interesting. A love letter to a wish, perhaps?

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  5. nice! here's mine.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/cheesecake/

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  6. Well expressed... Especially how it revolved round what could and not be reached..

    So, well, there, take a break from her now.. I am inviting you over for a little drink... *wink*

    http://www.tingtasy.com/2011/03/collections-of-tings-poetry-tp117.html

    Hope to see you and Cheers!!!

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  7. I love the way you bring fiction to the fore-front. she

    thanks for sharing with One Shot

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  8. perhaps the letter is to th dream that may one day come true...as opposed to just being ash...nice one shot...

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  9. Thanks guys- I have tried to look at everyone's poems here too, but I haven't been able to find some. Feel free to send me links!

    This poem actually took shape on Sunday when I wrote my letter of resignation from my current job. It was sitting on my desk in an envelope with my manager's name on and I was debating if I would actually give it to her. Then I was wondering if she was to see it, if she would assume ownership of it.

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  10. very nice. owning one's words, what power this poem holds.

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  11. Cathartic to write things out, to say them even, with no NEED to be heard except by yourself. I''m wondering about that fictional name. You've got me curious.

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  12. Hi James

    A great fiction.. and yes its all so true.. your words I can relate to a lot. Thanks for sharing such a beautiful imagery...

    ॐ शांति ॐ
    Om Shanti Om
    May peace be... pray for People of Japan
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    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-love-and-insignificance.html
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  13. Thanks guys- you're all very kind! Some interesting readings. :)

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  14. Emotional, but restrained - superb work.

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  15. I have nominated you for the Versatile blogger award; hope you will accept but don’t feel pressed :) More about the Versatile blogger award on my blog.

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  16. Thanks Steve and Ina. :) I'll go check out your blog now Ina.

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