Open Poetry #48 |
The Silence of the Broken Night |
paderewski Member
since 2011-02-04
Posts 287Louisiana, USA |
The silence of the broken night, A siren in the dark; I lay here with eyes wide open, Listening to a dog bark. But somewhere in my beating heart, Feels the presence to keep; Old memories are shining through, I smile and go back to sleep. ©June 28, 2013 / Jerry at Bolton ~*~ Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I'm glad you have old memories that can make you smile and sleep in peace. Good morning my friend. Lori |
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paderewski Member
since 2011-02-04
Posts 287Louisiana, USA |
Good morning Lori, yes indeed, good memories are preferred over nightmares for sure. Thank you for you kind thoughts. ~*~ Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong. ~*~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed...James |
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Gale Senior Member
since 2013-06-10
Posts 578Russia |
Indeed, it's always nice to have such memories ) |
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