Open Poetry #13 |
Too Much Thought (is it the night?) |
Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Frenzy fighting lonely view, Adrift on moments, Left to one who knew. Facing dark alone too much, Fearing slightly, A cold empty, loveless touch. Star glow fills my eyes, I'm breathless helpless, To the midnight skies. Perhaps I'm wrapped Too tightly in night's arms, And on the ending, My dreams sound their alarms. Too dependant upon needing a night life? still d-i-s-c-o-n-n-e-c-t-e-d |
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Coal Surrender Member
since 2001-04-01
Posts 84U.S. |
I gather in a sense of brooding, though calmly told in a mysterious elegance. A rewarding and intriguing read. Coal |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Temptress....."..Fearing slightly.." Interesting thought. Bob |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
too dependant on needing a life??? good question. . . great poem. . . ----------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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