Open Poetry #43 |
Drowning |
LoneWolf Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 384IL |
“Drowning” The eventides escalade. Upon the moonlite shores. Brings tidings of the past. But alas, nothing more. Hopes and dreams cast upon the sea. Never did return. Only the scattered wreckage. Of a broken heart. Drowing in the visage of the past Clinging vainly to the memories That slowly pull me under As the light begins to fade… It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a few people like that. [This message has been edited by LoneWolf (10-12-2008 01:33 PM).] |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo LoneWolf, This is very descriptive. That's what it feels like to "almost" drown. It's a frightening experience. Bobby |
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