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November 14, 2006 - Tuesday 

Category: Writing and Poetry

Between Love and Hate

On this thin line, on this thin line of mine
I'm on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

The angel wore her white-
a blouse on which she bled-
as unrequited feelings paved the road we tread
I walked upon a line
as angelically I'm led
Only part of me's alive
while most of me is dead
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

She showed me many things
though both of us were blind
You've gotta stop looking
if you wanna see sometimes
While all amidst the rain, the sun's still in the sky
with blackened clouds beside all the shades of blue
And all amidst the pain, there's still a feeling deep inside
All that shines in me are all the shades of you
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

I asked her why she bled
for nothing had she said
I waited longer but she spoke the same
She showed me- as she led-
the dawn at dusk in red
I didn't know whether it was the morning dew
or if it were the evening rain
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

And I'm often thoughted well,
but I can never tell
if it has or if it hasn't been this way forever
And I can't even tell if it's heaven or it's hell
as I see seraphs and junkies shooting up together
But I guess they'll do anything to leave reality
especially if this is the reality they see
And here you need drugs more than ever
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

At times we'd walk, at times we'd fall
but she held me through it all
Except the times we held the line
just to stay alive
Risen slow, the fall we'd know
would be more than just a dive
But for all we know, letting go
would help us stay alive
It's hard to live and hard to love
It's hard to just survive
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

I saw it her- the one I loved,
the one hated so
Through all that I'd forgotten,
love's blinded eyes I'd know
I guess I just stopped looking
somewhere down the road
I was never afraid to die
I was just afraid to live alone
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

The angel wore a broken wing-
laughing as she cried
It's funny how you live for love
to only let it die
We saw the sunrise setting
in the corner of the sky
A clouded storm approaching
with the sun in both our eyes
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

She mouthed her last "I love you"
and refused to catch my hand
If it were sixteen years ago,
I'd somewhat understand
But I just thought of freedom
and the shackled pain it brings
I'm imprisoned either way
but freedom's everything
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine

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C-eej

 

I kinda like it, the flows a bit off for me, some of the rhymes stangnate the piece and I feel some of the repetition slows it down. Be aware of over used phrases but it definately has potential.

C x


 
Posted by C-eej on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 12:56 PM
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♥ Brown Eyed Girl ♥™

 
Beautiful... I disagree with the comment above... I enjoyed the scheme and thought it flowed nicely... Lovely sentiments!  ;)
 
Posted by ♥ Brown Eyed Girl ♥™ on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:04 PM
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Meg

 
Hey from Melbourne, Poet guy,

don't really wanna comment on the "flow" and I'm not always big on consistant rhymes but it's 12.30am, the love of my life is out on the streets and I don't know if I'm indifferent or bleeding inside. Don't want to hurt thus the attempt at indifferent. Can't help it thus the bleeing. Is this what you're getting at?
 
Posted by Meg on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:12 PM
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Jon Sanders

 
That's exactly where I was getting at... unfortunately. Good luck to you.
 
Posted by Jon Sanders on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:19 PM
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leilou

 
Conceptually brilliant thoughts and images. Lx
 
Posted by leilou on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:15 PM
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~julia~

 

Maybe it's because I have spent most of my life on that thin line.....This poem moves me more than just about anything I've read. I am so honored to have come across such a brilliant writer. I look forward to reading more of you work and to hopefully become a better writer myself, as a result. Thank you for sharing you wonderful gift.

She showed me many things
though both of us were blind
You've gotta stop looking
if you wanna see sometimes
While all amidst the rain, the sun's still in the sky
with blackened clouds beside all the shades of blue
And all amidst the pain, there's still a feeling deep inside
All that shines in me are all the shades of you
on this thin line, on this thin line of mine


 
Posted by ~julia~ on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:25 PM
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Jenny In A Hat

 

It's a beautiful poem and i think it flows well, the sometimes off rhythm is good because it supports what you are saying about the thin line of love, it makes the poem more alive. However i feel the rhyme scheme is not important in comparison to what you are saying. You write so eliquently. This poem really does depict the fragility of being in love and the pain of looseing it. I just broke up with my boyfriend, and this completely captures exactly how i have felt and am now feeling. I really like the line " It;s funny how we hold on to love just to let it die." That could be a famous quote one day :) Take it easy and keep writing .... keep in touch

Jenny x


 
Posted by Jenny In A Hat on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:30 PM
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[[GABOLOSO]]

 
I love it because I can sort of relate to it. A beautiful and captivating poem.
Keep them coming brother...
 
Posted by [[GABOLOSO]] on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:37 PM
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bobby
Bobby henry

 
Great write...
I totally felt something inside of me relate to the image you created..thank you for such a touching peace..
           Bobby

 
Posted by bobby on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:40 PM
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crash

 
That is amazing.  It's got this flow to it, i cannot really explain it.  And i love how you start it.
 
Posted by crash on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:02 PM
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McCracken

 
lyrically divine!
 
Posted by McCracken on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:07 PM
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Mouse

 
Beautiful. Very nice.
 
Posted by Mouse on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:13 PM
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Phyllis
Phyllis Bright

 

Shit I love it,   it flows and it defines, magically rhymes

It's a piece of you. 


 
Posted by Phyllis on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:20 PM
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Psychosis

 

"But I just thought of freedom
and the shackled pain it brings
I'm imprisoned either way"  WOW 

killer piece man.. friends arent real friends you realize your mask is broken no more disguise..dwelling on the memories .dwlling on the pain they bring me still have my enemies dont need this shit she puts on me, still have my dignity regardless of what she did to me.. ill never trust again.. ILL NEVER TRUST AGAIN! today i draw a "fine line" between friends and those who prentend to be mine

oofs where did that come from...sorry

 


 
Posted by Psychosis on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:25 PM
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MS. REMY
MS REMY

 

The flow is there, if you know how to flow with it, I truly enjoyed your pices, the simplicity of the wrods so that it didn't go over any heads as well as the content.   Keep up the Great Work!!

Ms. Remy D


 
Posted by MS. REMY on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:37 PM
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MS. REMY
MS REMY

 

Okay fingers are going crazy this morning.  I enjoyed your piece and the words were to my liking.  I had a whole lot of typos in the last comment. Please forgive.

 


 
Posted by MS. REMY on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:41 PM
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Sasa "The Knitting Poet"

 
I wasn't sure I wanted to comment on this, however here I am. This is a powerful piece. I grew up on the South side of Chicago and can relate to the whole love hate scenario in a much different way than just romantic relationships. I have wittnessed your 4th stanza, It's also a thin line of desperation. I don't agree with the first comment. The flow works!
 
Posted by Sasa "The Knitting Poet" on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 3:38 PM
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Jon Sanders

 
Thanks for both recognizing and adding another facet to this piece. I've always appreciated an open mind. Thanks again.
 
Posted by Jon Sanders on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 3:41 PM
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..this is a wonderful poem..with alot of emotion and thought..and i liked the imagery..i am always more about content than context..this is a quality piece.
 
Posted by on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 3:54 PM
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B-B-B-B-B-B-BONNIE
Thats Me

 
I like this piece, but I don't LOVE it, ya know. It could be my bitterness towards love and all things related lol, but it didn't hold my attention. still really good and written very nicely. thanks for sharing =)
 
Posted by B-B-B-B-B-B-BONNIE on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 4:10 PM
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Linda
Linda Pereira

 
Wonderfully written...
 
Posted by Linda on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 4:44 PM
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CORRINE PANISI / PUBLICIST / PANISI PUBLISHING CO.
Corrine Panisi

 
Beautifully written - I love the thought process behind the poem.  You are very inspirational =)
 
Posted by CORRINE PANISI / PUBLICIST / PANISI PUBLISHING CO. on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 4:46 PM
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sandra

 
I would love to see it in sonnet form as this is how it reads to me, the use the rythming couplet at the end of each stanza as your repetition. It is very powerful and I think this form would make it even more so.
Check out my new one up on my blog.
Sandra x
 
Posted by sandra on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 4:51 PM
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PFFFT on flow, time, rhyme schemes

Poetry is of the heart and soul
This is a brilliant piece and the line truly is thin!!!

 
Posted by on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 5:12 PM
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I'm with the Ogre man on this one... Writing from the soul is what genuinely matters...

 

I walked around the house

Chasing a mouse,

Dressed in my imperfect blouse...  Blah

 

To capture moments or events and paint a picture in the readers mind that provokes their imagination is a gift.  One that you have in abundance...  


 
Posted by on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 8:14 PM
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LucidTimescapes

 
Good stuff really well written with some damn good imagery in there. It definetly moved me having been there so many times before.
 
Posted by LucidTimescapes on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 5:57 PM
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Sister Sophie

 

You got the beat goin on. It's that kind of rhythmic flow. The beat.

I loved it. It is a thin line and you expressed it with style. You experimented with form and I really loved that as well. Just excellent.

Love

Soph


 
Posted by Sister Sophie on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 7:44 PM
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Romano
Nick Romano

 
She showed me many things
though both of us were blind
You've gotta stop looking
if you wanna see sometimes

don't know why...but those lines really stuck with me...loved this piece, you're a master of this craft Jon

 
Posted by Romano on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 7:45 PM
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Tainted.†.Anngel

 
I like it a lot. It's very deep and a little melancholic throught. You got here really good frazes like "I walked upon a line
as angelically I'm led
Only part of me's alive
while most of me is dead"
And
"You've gotta stop looking
if you wanna see sometimes"

Very true indeed!
 
Posted by Tainted.†.Anngel on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 7:52 PM
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Jon Richey Poetry Blog
jon richey

 
nice poem! i usually don't truck with repitition when i write, i never like the way it comes out, but this is good.
 
Posted by Jon Richey Poetry Blog on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 7:54 PM
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SOOO FEELIN IT!!!
Check out my poem Devotional Dellusions under the Writing and Poetry Link...
If you want and if you have time to read...
I believe you would enjoy it...

 
Posted by on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 8:19 PM
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Elegant Rumba Dance Company
Anthony Tineo

 

OMG... you really put some real ish into perspective... some obvious truths...but its the most obvious we look past as irrelevant... awesome read... I enjoyed this piece very much ...

kumo


 
Posted by Elegant Rumba Dance Company on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 9:48 PM
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ChocolateIce

 
I loved this poem...unfortunately I have been on that thin line of yours many many times!
 
Posted by ChocolateIce on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 9:56 PM
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Tyler

 

I asked her why she bled
for nothing had she said
I waited longer but she spoke the same
She showed me- as she led-
the dawn at dusk in red

For this I have no words but thank you.


 
Posted by Tyler on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 10:16 PM
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Kiwi Warrior Queen

 

A very human statement Jon.  Your poem tells a story - one many can relate to.  That alone, makes it a success. 

"Only part of me's alive
While most of me is dead"

These words, intentional or not, to my mind illustrate the collective consciousness on our planet.  We will continue to walk the 'thin line' between love and hate, until we understand the meaning, of Love.  I enjoyed it....very poetic.


 
Posted by Kiwi Warrior Queen on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 10:38 PM
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push past pathways, submerged, thru sensitive eyes

 

"I was never afraid to die
I was just afraid to live alone"

that is so beautiful...Some things you never really think of until someone else shows them to you...that would be one of them. Loved it.


 
Posted by push past pathways, submerged, thru sensitive eyes on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 10:39 PM
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Autumn

 

I like the rhythm and texture of your poetry. In this poem, I especially like the line:

"All that shines in me are all the shades of you"

Will certainly be reading more.

Take Care. ~Autumn

 


 
Posted by Autumn on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 10:55 PM
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Joy

 
I so feel you on this one.  Happily ever after is a distant illusion to anyone that loves someone with any kind of addiction.  I think the hardest thing is holding someone while hoping every moment that the one who holds your heart is safe, warm, and well.  Love and Hate sit side by side and that line can be so thin.  Beautiful write.  Sending you loving positive energy and blessings, Joy
 
Posted by Joy on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 11:05 PM
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Barney

 

That "clouded storm approaching" image is so powerful.  I've seen it a lot or something similar in many poems but with the seraphs and broken winged angels it turns and draws my eye toward a more inward sky.  The girl in the poem now seems more, more like a spiritual soul mate than just a lost love. Especially with the add in of you 'falling' at times.... Real deep turn here sir.  And spinning the 'let go into a bitter freedom' is real bitchin' as well.  Maybe, if you don't mind I'll write one today with the bitter freedom theme too....anyway, message me if thats okay.  If not thats cool too.

Very cool write.


 
Posted by Barney on November 14, 2006 - Tuesday - 11:19 PM
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Andy
Andy Murray

 
great brilliant wonderful...hyperbole pouring out i know but hell. its late, im tired and this poems really good so fuck it!liked the rhyming although easy to tip into tack you dont. respect!
 
Posted by Andy on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 12:03 AM
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i love how you capture the scenery and nature of it all.beautiful!

so if i told you i see someone on a thin line,just teetering,and i want to help what will you say?


 
Posted by on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 12:33 AM
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Erica

 
Ok so I was not going to comment on this one because I was getting really triped up on the flow.....But knowing that I have trappred myself into this place where I feel I have to have perfectly flowing piece, I reread like a dozen times and changed my mind....I love the sentiment behind it and the images you evoke...Much "Kudos"!
The forth stanza however still has me tripped up but I love the stanza on its own so maybe it is just a nice break in your structure......You have a wonderful talent for conjuring feeling, I can not read something written by you and not feel that. Keep it up my friend. Thank for a great read......
 
Posted by Erica on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 12:36 AM
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Poetically Speaking
Poetically Speaking

 

Loved the poem love your style I can relate to being on that thin line. The pain of letting love go physically, yet it still remaines inside. only part of me's alive, while most of me is dead. Oh how I live that every day!

It's hard to live and hard to love, it's hard to just survive on this thin line, on this thin line.....But for all we know letting go would help us stay alive ooooooh never have truer word been said it's like you wrote this poem for me. Looking at the other comments though I see that there are many of us on that thin line one way or another. Yoou are a wise youg man for our age. I thank you for opening a door for me. This is my first time commenting on a nother poets work. I am reading through your work and enjoying and experiencing much. Have you taken a look at my writtings yet? let me know what ya think 

 

Thank you

Dreque


 
Posted by Poetically Speaking on December 1, 2006 - Friday - 5:44 AM
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Dr Gonzo

 
lyrical says it all. fine fine job. look forward to more. if ya get the chance take the L Train over to mine and check it out, all poetry as of now.
 
Posted by Dr Gonzo on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 11:12 AM
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A real poet doesn't worry about rhyme reason or form. A real poet writes from the soul and that is what you have done here. I applauded your freedom to do what you feel and not what is expected. you have created a true work of art here.
 
Posted by on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 1:29 AM
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A true poet doesn't sit and worry about rhyme, reason, flow and so on. A true poet writes from the heart from the soul and that my friend is what you have done here. It take courage to throw caution to the wind and simply write. Eexquisite write and read. 
 
Posted by on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 1:25 AM
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☆Arvin☆Dale☆

 

WOW!!! I WRITE POETRY, BUT I DONT THINK MINE IS THIS GOOD!!! YOU ARE AMAZING!!! I'M GLAD YOU ADDED ME AS A FRIEND!!! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK AND GOD BLESS

~ARVIN


 
Posted by ☆Arvin☆Dale☆ on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 12:48 AM
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♠Maninha♠
Amber Nicky

 
Breathtaking... In my opinion anyways... Your imagery is amazing even when at times you didnt rhyme.
"It's funny how you live for love
to only let it die"  I love this line, In a way i feel that its true, only if you admit this to that significant other it might result badly, but they also say its better to have loved than not.
 
Posted by ♠Maninha♠ on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 12:49 AM
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Leaving To Write/Right ©

 
This was an amazing poem. I thought the repitition of the "on this thin line" took away from the poem at times, but it was truley an outstanding poem.

"I'm imprisoned either way but freedom's everything on this thin line" was an absolutely amazing line. This is great work, Jon. Some of the best I've seen to be honest with you. Look forward to reading more of your works.

 
Posted by Leaving To Write/Right © on November 15, 2006 - Wednesday - 1:04 AM
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A true poet doesn't worry about rhyme reason or flow, they write with their heart and soul. You my friend have done just that and it shows. You have written a masterpiece here. many many kudos.


 
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