Dark Poetry #3 |
Ich warte |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
The fire's glow is out. There is nothing left to burn. No sky of smoke or rain. There is nothing left to learn. I count fingers and toes. I count my teeth twice more. I count the panes in the window. I count the prints on the door. There is nothing left to say. There is nothing left to stage. There is no light nor darkness here. There is nothing worth a nothing rage. She wraps herself in fur to keep out summer's cold. "I've waited my whole life for you, and now I feel so old." She wraps herself in me, in winter's treeline verse. "I used to think love was a gift, but loneliness is no curse." No sand, cement to build. No river's head to drink. No storms of snow or ash around. There are no more thoughts to think. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
hah you reading my mind, Mike? If I had the words I'd have written this myself but I guess I got you beat head's so empty I can't even explain it you are the poet and I am the block of ice liked this shade of grey but then your palette of monochrome is exhaustive b |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Du bist ein ARTIST. |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Excellent Mikey! but then you know that already, don't you? ~Tier "I shall never bond again, as I have bonded with you..." |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Das et gut, mein kinder! (Gosh, I probably made a fool of myself with my limited use of German!) Earth Angel |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I'm glad you all enjoyed this. And not to worry -- if some of you think *your* German is limited .... mine's pretty much non-existent. Mike |
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