»
Archives
»
Dark Poetry #3
»
Distraught
| Dark Poetry #3 |
|
Distraught |
|
|
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
I lost myself, you know those circles around my soul, as my winded night of dreary came. Collapsed upon the ballroom fever, to whisk her scarf around my shoulder, as I tamely cradle her devine sculpture. We walk on seasoned trails, falling prey to the changed shadow, but I regain her possession through one windy scowl. Try my hand, take it to the eve of spring, as she subsides in her field of dreams. A field that I grow upon, while her eyes contain me, keeping me faintly somber. She relies on my right shoulder, my left to far to nest on, but both a necessity to our bond. A bond like an apple fathered by a tree like clover. |
||
| © Copyright 2003 Tomer Fried - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Temptress
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
this should be somewhere closer to the top.  Enjoyed. You could hurt me with your bare hands. You could hurt me using the sharp edge of what you say. JEWEL |
||
|
teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
Great Job. More poeple ought to read this. I like it. "life is crazy sometimes, and you can't do anything about that. Just hang on tight and enjoy it. If you have to scream sometimes, just don't cry I h |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
