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Open Poetry #49

Amongst The Dead

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

0 posted 2014-01-18 04:02 AM

Imprisoned as a captive thought
dreams lay in hopes tomorrow.
Morning's fragrance sweet and clean,
though moist with tears of sorrow.

Should in passing would we meet,
inclining to be gracious,
much more each one of us could see
how strong our love has made us.

Without your touching gift for word,
my pen lays uninspired.
Ghostly figures impressed in pulp,
tell of spent desires.

Like scattered leaves in tortured breezes
so my poetry has fled.
All the memories, once so vibrant,
lay still now, amongst the dead.

...just bein' Bluesy

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2014-01-18 05:33 AM

Very captivating poem, dear Max.

But, in contrast to what you affirm, it seems your creativity is very much alive!

Margherita

Bluesy Socrateaser
Member Elite

since 2002-11-07

Posts 2417
In The Mirror

2 posted 2014-01-24 11:57 PM

Thanks for reading with your interpretative eye for detail and also for your vote of confidence...which I very much appreciate.

Warm Regards from Bluesy

...just bein' Bluesy

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