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Open Poetry #42

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Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2008-04-04 05:03 AM

They sat under a moon
Holding hands
like fallen soldiers,
His feet dangled like kites
That braided the days wind.

He sat with her
on the rifts edge of the roof,
The city lights just over the hills tip.

Her voice, it ran across his face like
The people they watched cross the streets.

With the coyotes creaking to the far east,
And the numbers on houses too far to see,

They were alone, alone as can be.

Roniece Dawson-Bruce
Member Ascendant

since 2000-01-29

Posts 5689
Sydney, Australia

1 posted 2008-04-04 05:42 AM

They sat under a moon
Holding hands
like fallen soldiers,
His feet dangled like kites
That braided the days wind.

there is beauty in your words Tomer... I did so enjoy your poem... love RDB

Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight.........

simon
Member

since 2008-01-14

Posts 440
London, England

2 posted 2008-04-04 08:12 AM

I thoroughly enjoyed this...

Seoulair
Senior Member

since 2008-03-27

Posts 807
Seoul S.Korea

3 posted 2008-04-04 01:04 PM

Interesting. very interesting. You ended your poem out of general expectation as romance.
love the read. Wonderful poem.

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