odd molly

Apr 06, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Spin

from
my secret drawers
the pictures of you
come escaping
alive
from their
sarchophagi

green smoke
fills my rooms of living

blind fog
in the corners of
my soul

should keep and hide you
into the circular
eternity
where you as a
perpetuum mobile
spin
around yourself

but my heart
has woven such strong ties
fixed shackles

to
the past

— odd molly, Apr 06, 2010

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weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

I've been looking forward to reading another poem of yours,

partly, I must admit, because I love your username. forgive me but this feels a bit disempowering, like a house-wife. If that is your choice, OK. On a constructive level spelling fifteen would work better and give you more imagery to play with, respectfully, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible

odd molly

16 years 2 months ago

yes we do have to spend some

yes we do have to spend some time in the kitchen from time to time . and yes you may be right with spelling fifteen would be so much more to work on. Iam happy to know that you love my user name. Thank you so much for visiting my page and for the comments love. o molly

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Molly

I have to agree with Jess on this one I think spelling fifteen would work much better ... good to see you again so soon lovely poem love JayCee x

odd molly

16 years 2 months ago

Oh.. so you changed your

Oh.. so you changed your name ? and I happened to change my poem.. oops ! but you are right about the 15 .. I will change it. Thank you so much sweet girl for visiting and for reading my poems. I guess it is late in the night for you right now.. we are still in the day and sun is shining. love o molly

Candlewitch

16 years 2 months ago

Hello

but my heart has woven such strong ties fixed shackles to the past very powerful. this touched me. Always, Cat

odd molly

16 years 2 months ago

some ties are impossible to

some ties are impossible to cut. Maybe it's good for that is a thing that shape us into who we are and what we will become. But I think we should be careful not to let bitterness get us. At the end when we get to see the whole picture then we will probably understand the meaning of what happened. that's what I think. Thank You so much Cat ( lovely fairyqueen) for visitng my page and for reading my poetry. love. o molly

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 2 months ago

Oh do spin me widdershinly...

Molly this is a tight controlled piece of writing that is full of envigored emotion that leaps out at you and builds like a crescendo... like violins, chellos and double basses all being pitched high in sequence! At first you open the draws and the pictures come alive with memory, taking you on a journey and opening the door for those of the past who can no longer fill the room with physical presence but are always bouyant and full of espirit in our active minds... perhaps the mist consumes your soul in thought and spellbinds your essence and aura to the room in a breathy wind that turns that hanging mobile in to a twirling tornado of thought that swirls sentimentally. The nostalgia of such will always lay heavy upon your heart for someone like this... but remembering them is how any and all us keep them alive eternally. I love the wording and whole premise of the poem Molly... Dale :)

odd molly

16 years 2 months ago

to remember is an incredibly

to remember is an incredibly clever invention .. I am not religious in the ordinary sense but I strongly believe that we have been given our own free will so everything is about what we do with the talents and gifts we received. Everything in life is not easy and sorrow come to us sooner or later, sometimes sad and unbroken ties to a lost love can be a thing of beauty. and I think we are all united to the rich infinity somehow.. as always and always Dale .. I love your comments thank you so much for reading my poetry the way you do. love. o molly

Worldwide Freeride

16 years ago

Molly...

Right then Molly... That mean you have a similar view of the world and religion as me! I don't believe in things in the ordinary sense either... emotions tie us to this world, without sorrow how could you know what joy is? And vice versa, the testing times are there to make us realise how good the better times are, it is also what pushes us to improve. Your words are full of infinate wisdom... shared from the immortal soul, and in memory of thought of which you imprint on others. You have always placed a peace basket at my feet mooly and we shared many picnic of thought in these poems of yours... because they how your sentiments so well :) Dale :)

loved

16 years 2 months ago

VERY NICE AGAIN

WHAT LOVELY POETRY I CHERISH HERE its like victory for you hope you do hear. LOVED

odd molly

16 years ago

Thank You Loved.love o molly

Thank You Loved. love o molly

lyz

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Molly

Exquisite, I feel. When I read your work, even if there is sadness, it always has an uplifting feel for me. Your poem Spin is no exception, I take from this, memories that we cant let go of. What a pleasure to read. Wonderful piece. XX

odd molly

16 years ago

Thank You dear Lyz for

Thank You dear Lyz for visiting. I havent been here much sorry for taking so long to respond. It makes me happy that you liked what I wrote... thanks again. love. o molly

magics02

16 years 1 month ago

Oh Molly

A great piece here as I love to grace your pages and your poetry. Such meanings and examples of what a truly good writer you are. Bravo sweet one Molly Mona TIME well spent is TIME well lived

odd molly

16 years ago

Thank You so much dear Mona.

Thank You so much dear Mona. It is a lovely thing to have you visiting and Iam happy that you enjoyed even though this is a sad poem. much love. o molly