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While wandering bleary-eyedthrough a bookcase back in my mind duringone of my last minute morning thought rushes I sawa sudden ray of light that led me directly to a dark anddusty corner I hadn’t ventured through in quite sometime judging from the dust I noticed there someold articles laying around one was stilllying open to a pageprobably from aneon back and brushingaway the dust I read the lines “Youwill probably never make the grade” by theway it was left I could see I never had the pleasure inreading I thought to myself this place could really use agood cleaning but looking around found there wasn’ta place to move it so I let it lie with the idea maybesomeday I would venture back throughhere and find a way to use itstill wanderingon I found myself motionless nearthe great ocean of thought where the breakerscrashed and tore away the shoreline standing hereat the edge of the world has shown me just howexaggerated my own emotions seem to bethis strong deafening place interruptsdepression confusion and rageand just how I feel moreat peace with theland scapeherethan withall it’s peopleBut then what would I write of..?
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