Open Poetry #43 |
Midnight Stroll |
Newpoet Member
since 2008-05-16
Posts 72 |
I strolled down the depths of a forgotten street and asked my fellow brother of humanity, Leaning against a brick building Of his own, “Isn’t it an enjoyable night, my friend?” He leaned over and grasped my arm. He whispered with Whiskey breath, “Every night is a good night, but the mornings are what bring us to reality.” I was startled at first, but looked into his glazed eyes and answered: “What is reality?” |
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Pantheress Member
since 2008-11-02
Posts 215Queensland, Australia |
Hi, this is fantastic.. We each have our own reality,smiles.. I love how you captured that.. Thanks for sharing this with me.. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Enjoyed the wisdom of your fellow brother of humanity. so true. ida |
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