Open Poetry #46 |
Patch Work |
Angel4aKing Senior Member
since 2006-09-27
Posts 1372USA |
The patchwork wallpaper is getting worn our bleeding hearts forever torn the vest in the closet has gotten old and no way did i ever think they'd FOLD The pillars crumbled long ago the mystery of then was never told and they were riders in a storm perhaps??? Like angels in the wind with clipped wings so as to stay grounded and then they flew .... unexpectedly .... and he wonders what real love feels like .... ride on ride on ride on .... ~~~kingsangel~~~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
An interesting piece ma'am... for me, since I like to weave stories..I see the spurned and forgotten one left behind as another rides on their own journey, perhaps unaware of what depths they have let slip away... out of fear? out of self absorption? out of their depths, no matter..... and time: rides on.... enjoyed..... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
good one! now I'm gonna be singing that "riders on the storm" song all night |
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