Open Poetry #44 |
Sought |
Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
Dying petal just once cast from rose then in through open window flows when in dead air the current slows this outcast petal settles low. The room all silent except for clock It ticks it's tock as seconds drop from Time's heart of stone and rock to fall like rain as petal rots. Left in soft repose with no retort these empty words cannot distort that all things shall come to nought which is all this dying petal sought. Some sigh from open window flows. Hangovers are nature's way of preparing us for liver failure. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Triskaidekaphobia - "some sigh from open window flows", this has so much meaning I can't describe it. Enjoyed reading your writing... BC |
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Somebody New Member
since 2007-02-17
Posts 4 |
"all this dying petal sought" - - phew, thank God, at the long last you've been sought, and now I'm able to enjoy reading your new two poems which feel so close to me, just like all the others... Thank you for composing your poems. Can't wait to see & read more, much more!!! Oh, can I be hopeful & optimistic a little bit in spite of all the hopeless & desparing reality? |
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