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Open Poetry #29

...and at the end.

mysticpoe
Senior Member

since 2003-02-28

Posts 883

0 posted 2003-10-18 02:55 PM

I cupped my hands
with that hollow I was holding.
Looking,
asking for the contents
of our condoned connection
Once said, then aliened.
From the moment you knew,
we traveled the brightness
of our own wanting.
Crossing the darkness,
you suggested bridges,
be sought for the journey; we’re
On.
Or did you stubble -
Like those walks we talked about.
But,
you were never there
As a failing sonnet
of our desire.
You continued, with more.
And I did digest - long ago
still looking,
from that cemetery you
placed me in.

If nothing is something
then everything is
our thoughts and feelings
and all that exists.

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2003-10-18 06:53 PM

This was a powerful poem. I really enjoyed the read.

Cold hands means a warm heart

mysticpoe
Senior Member

since 2003-02-28

Posts 883

2 posted 2003-10-20 01:58 PM

Thank you Loner_23, really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Glad you saw something in the write and ejoyed it.

The Best,

mysticpoe

If nothing is something
then everything is
our thoughts and feelings
and all that exists.

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