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Beyond reach
when I speak so plain
and wear no hood
colour me green
misunderstood
when I speak in metaphors
thought is strained
to comprehend the said
unexplained
when I speak in despair
going over the insensible
repetitive history
incomprehensible
when I cease to speak
silence of speech
buried in armour
beyond reach
feedback van andere lezers- martine
een pareltje in de poëzie
killea: thank you Martine
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j - hettie35
Beautiful Killea,
xx Hettie
killea: many thanks Hettie
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j - alie_jankind
verder dan ...
mooi beeld zet je neer, grenzen overschrijdend
groeten
killea: thank you Alie
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j - manono
Beautiful, Killea!
killea: many thanks Christine
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j - Kat
Al is mijn engels niet optimaal kan ik de schoonheid van deze herkennen.
killea: thank you for reading Kat
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j - kerima_ellouise
a beautiful poem to reach out for!
groetekes
killea: thank you kerima ellouise
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j - tessy
Ik blijf stil bij zoveel schoonheid :-)
killea: many thanks Tessy
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j - Hoeselaar
Als je niet meer dat zeggen mag wat je denkt lijkt het alsof je in een harnas gegoten bent
Willy
killea: many thanks Willy
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j - klaver4
Communication - or the lack of it - is the weapon of all mankind; human all too human. To be able to detect when communication is 'open' or 'closed', is perhaps one of the hardest lessons to learn because it demands that one can abstract one's own story.
Still trying to get the nick of that..;o)
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dicky
killea: How very true Dicky! When one percieves communication open it so often backfires...
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j
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