Open Poetry #50 |
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Long Nights |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana ![]() |
The nights are long Time spent is ugly Fire in the belly Still burns as before Questioning Heaven And where it may lie It's not time to go I can't make the cut Spellbound by the moon A moonrock echo Maybe that's Heaven Armstrong never said It is two o'clock Window drapes are pulled Streetlight says hello But not the shadows Shadows, secrets kept I don't trust shadows Still, I look at them They've stolen my soul That's why I sit here Each night I open Window drapes to see Shadows look at me Though I am soulless The moon is my friend It shines the brightest When I feel like this Trying, but failing To light the shadows To prove what they are Deceitful and false And I thank the moon For trying so hard But the shadows pull Me into their dark ©June 23, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Kind of a moon and shadow dance going on there. Very captivating poem JP. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Think you, Blues, for checking out my scribbling. Yeah, I guess I did have a little moon and shadow calypso going here. Thank you, my friend! ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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