an untitled poem by cagewench

Writers • Atmosphere/Mood • posted on Jan 14, 2005

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Dreamt of my Mom again...

The image is one that I colourized all odd but then I didn't like the odd colourization on the rooftops so I then copied and pasted from the original...

thunder awakens me dreams of mourning cling she spoke to me again but I could not make out her words under a surreal sky with a childhood friend I weep I long I mourn memory escapes my grasp the dream gone

Comments (25)

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eternalwytch1

11:56AM | Fri, 14 January 2005

HUGZ. Wonderful words babes.

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cagewench

12:02PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

thanks hon :)

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Wurzelchen

12:07PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

Yes a wonderfull Poem...

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cagewench

12:08PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

danke :)

SJConnick

12:15PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

I can feel the emotions you describe within this piece, but I am unable to fully comprehend the depth and severity of them. I wish there were words I could utter (type) to help soothe the sting of them. Heartwrenchingly moving. hugz

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experimental

12:34PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

sad, very sad. Keep your head up, and keep moving forward.

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cagewench

12:36PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

thanks... it was such an odd dream, I wish I could remember more of it, maybe then I could find a message in it...

broken_dreamz85

12:47PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

Another great strongly emotional poem, as i said i can relate thank you for all the support you gave me now im showin it back :) keep the good work up V

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cagewench

1:22PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

thanks :)

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i-popba

1:51PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

Woww..!!! wonderfull Poem my friend..!! so cool.!

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NothingNess

1:51PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

You are a wonderful writer and your pain and emotions come across so clear. I'm sorry hun...don't know what else to say. ~hugs~

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cagewench

1:59PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

thank you

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shemia

4:10PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

The important thing is that she came to see you. She hasn't forgotten you either... :o) I hope things become less hurtful for you, I know the pain of losing someone very close and she comes to see me sometimes. It gives me comfort and I hope it can do the same for you in your situation. Take care.

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cagewench

4:10PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

thanks... she often appears in my dreams but I can never quite understand what she says...

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nocturnecsh

5:38PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

I love the style of this one. It's amazing what you say with so few words! Wonderful!

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TallPockets

7:55PM | Fri, 14 January 2005

" thanks... she often appears in my dreams but I can never quite understand what she says..." -- Miss Cara Mae - most cannot understand what T.P. says either. WINK. Tell me, please, the funniest thing that you and your mom ever laughed about? V

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cagewench

12:18AM | Sat, 15 January 2005

Well there are a couple... #1 - my oldest neice was a toddler and she'd been sent home from nursery school for swearing. Mom was mortified on behalf of my sister. Same day, Tonya's Poptart breaks in half and she comes out with, "Jesus Christ! Look at my f*cking Poptart!" Another would be the weekend after my parents had new carpeting put in (the first new carpets I'd ever seen) Daddy drank an entire thing of his own homemade wine, got blissfully pissed and puked in every room with new carpet as well as falling through our glass door and then puking on my siblings as they put him to bed. My Dad annoyed the hell out of my Mom, but he also tickled her funny bone and he loved her very much :)

cynlee

12:24AM | Sat, 15 January 2005

can feel the emptiness in this... sure she would hold you if she could...

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cagewench

12:26AM | Sat, 15 January 2005

thanks hon!

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Shadowmonkey

2:20AM | Sat, 15 January 2005

Words can weave so many pictures. But more often that not the picture they paint holds a more infinite realisation that she that wrote it. Or just simply beautiful.

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