My Buried Notes - pipTalk Forums

How to Join	Member's Area	Private Library	Search	Sanctuary		Login
Main Forums	Discussion	Tech Talk	Mature Content	Archives	A home without a wall, Our haven without ends, A circle we all call Our Family of Friends!

Open Poetry #41

My Buried Notes

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2007-09-16 09:51 PM

Within my tears,
Without those corners,
There stands what makes
My life a hidden crawl
And feathers the sudden
Thunder of each step
That moves closer to
The drapes of my half tinted eyes.

Its never a morning
Without the warning
Of my distant rise
From the beige hidden steps
That curtails themselves around
My baseless tone.

To each listless sound,
I bury a secret
So sound, so deep,
I can recall the moment
I grew with my age
And found my eyes
Holding hands with
My arms so neat,

I could stand again,
And smile,
Ever so meekly,
Ever so loudly.

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

1 posted 2007-09-17 07:35 AM

Tomer~
This is a wonderfully deep piece to wander through ... pondering on the thoughts~

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~
Email - noles1@totcon.com

	⇧ top of page ⇧
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format.