Corner Pub #2 |
Yesterday |
IntoTheRain Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 51Westwood, CA |
Incandescent glow Drifting lantern caught Clock or fulcrum unknown A twisting sensuality Has meant everything Time woke me with its silence To the mute drumbeat of today Add the silence of a waterfall parted My heart joins the procession Its silence speaks for me The memories These remembered days of mine They lumber through the streets To be caught in this alley, Sorrow I’m quite lost in this room With borders made of rain Everywhere I see hopes etched A tracing of fingers To write tomorrow in dust Is the melted sculpture art An abstract meaning caught perpendicularly A formless chloroform insinuation I prefer the texture laden meaning To this obtuse lack of color |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write...very much enjoyed. Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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midnightblues Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 1597Singapore |
Hi Rob, Your use of imagery is masterful Much enjoyed! Love, MiCheLLe If there cannot be equal in affection, then let the one with more be me - midnightblues |
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