Dark Poetry #2 |
The Webbing of Me |
Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Here is another poem from my 5th Cycle. The Webbing of Me: Enchanted forest crashes down. My mouth was a smile, But now is a frown. I run as fast as time can run. I time myself, And the web I spun. Years are gone but minutes here. I walk amongst land That I fear to fear. Sip of water lost within. Trying to catch food So the web I spin. The tears of encantation delight Makes my mouth water, Yet my soul in fright. Insidious icycles waiting to be. I despise the cold. The web is me. I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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bluebrdy65 Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 276Gladys, |
Good job Poet the web is me I can understand and relate to this poem keep up the good work Blue |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
An interesting concept here. You being the web and all. There are some great thoughts running around in my head at the moment. Only one reply though? *tsks* that's just not right. You should revise this and expand on it a bit. It'd be good to see it in a longer, more indepth format. ~AF~ Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree, merry, merry king of the bush is he. Laugh! kookaburra LAGUH! Kookaburra how gay your life must be. |
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