Don’t remain immobile
at the edge of the road.
Don’t freeze the joy.
Don’t love with reluctance.
Don’t save yourself now
or ever.
Don’t save yourself.
Don’t fill with calm.
Don’t reserve in the world
only a secure place.
Don’t let your eyelids fall
heavily as judgments.
Don’t speak without lips.
Don’t sleep without sleepiness.
Don’t imagine yourself without blood.
Don’t judge yourself without time.
But if
in spite of everything
you can’t help it,
and you freeze the joy,
and you love with reluctance,
and you save yourself now,
and you fill with calm
and you reserve in the world
only a calm place,
and you let fall your eyelids
heavily as judgments,
and you speak without lips,
and you sleep without sleepiness,
and you imagine yourself without blood,
and you judge yourself without time,
and you remain immobile
at the edge of the road,
and you save yourself,
then
don’t stay with me.
~Mario Benedetti
- Member since November 23, 2006.
- My mood is
, and quote is "don't quote me". - I am a 18 year old girl from Connecticut (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm nursing my muse.
- I am in the groups GSA Gay Straight Alliance
- I have 79 comments, 77 poems, 15 stories
My Stories
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I roll over to the cooler sheets across the bed. The ruby red numbers that hover over my nightstand claim it's well past 5 am, but the wide200 words, 1 comment, January 1
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400 words, 5 comments, December 14, 2009. In Adult, Horror, Pain, Short story, Therapeutic abuse, Unedited
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I'm sorry, you might DQ this for being so long and structurally perverse, but I was trying to convey the fumbling and haste and "too-much-a<100 words, 7 comments, December 12, 2009
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When I was six I made friends with a pixie. You never forget those moments that jolt your life off its tracks, that haunt you even after de
My Poetry
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I hunt words, or at least
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Here is my suggestion box, there it is, fill it with your advice, your white and black stones, the yes and the no, full, empty, mass, space
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The backyard was all we needed
to make a world, back then.
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- War on Terror at allpoetry
He thought of all the times when
silence was choking; - i could kill for you at allpoetry
i could die for you
get into the swing of things and - Love and Thunderstorms at allpoetry
I am running from you, you know. I have been running from you Since the day your smile bore me, screaming and tiny, from the underwater womb
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October Fourth : Infuriating? on December 12, 2009How so.
Odd?
An odd guitar, maybe, but no more standard than your average linear thinker.
You're welcome.
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XxXDreamWeaverXxX on February 12, 2009Cool page, I love the small poems up the top!
~Cat
