Dark Poetry #3 |
A dark heart |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
The heart wakes below the boards under the stairs a body stirs around it a temple in transience It beats and reaches out to all and self without a soul to find endless hope drives it on endlessly braving to find another soul so alike but there is none to find a heart alone under there on it's own trapped in air It has found itself So totally alone By itself in all things Be One Alone So it ends The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. |
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laryalee Member
since 2000-06-19
Posts 352Alberta, Canada |
Excellent portrayal! A heart alone - "without a soul to find" - this is true loneness....gives one shivers. Lary |
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wordancer Senior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 809VA |
Ah, a nicely drawn out moment of aloneness, quite well done. I could feel the heartache. "Come...dance with me, into my world of words." |
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