Open Poetry #49 |
I Live |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I live in the spaces between the words Where a thousand thousand dreams die Where the angels dance on their pins I live with the missed heartbeats Gathered around the fireflies light We sing the songs of forgotten pasts Around me my brothers do lie Spaced around us our lost dreams The cries keep us awake in twilight The spaces strech out before me Cold eyes, Cold faces, my comrades I see no end for there is no end I live in the spaces between the words Surrounded by brothers who sleep eternal And here I am alone. I aint as good as I once was but I'm as good, once, as I ever was. - Toby Keith |
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Jack Napes Member
since 2014-02-22
Posts 290Phaedra's Womb |
Very dramatic with a tinge of gloomy hopelessness. Interesting to read so much in between your lines. I like this a lot Walter. Touch, but don't look |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sad, melancholy tone here. I relate. What does that say about me, huh? ~*~ It's not that the man did not know how to juggle, he just didn't have the balls to do it. ~*~ |
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