Open Poetry #25 |
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Anvil |
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phunkimunkee New Member
since 2003-03-30
Posts 8 |
Anvil In the nocturnal hours of darkness there is a lonely burden that weighs heavily on my chest Its mass crushes my ambient thoughts to a suffocating cliché of reminiscent reminders and inevitable occurrence. This conscious dream has made me drenched with the lament of love’s saddest page. I long to sleep into a delightful escape; but endless is this hopeless nightmare of actuality The light of a blue moon is dispirited with its arrangement of cardboard thoughts and dead roses Soon this diurnal plight will be lost and so will my heart, left alone with this anvil. [This message has been edited by phunkimunkee (04-05-2003 05:52 AM).] |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
In the darkness, that anvil seems to be more profound, more weighty...I know. This is a powerful write, and leaves room for personal contemplation. And Welcome to Passions, as I see you are new here!!! ![]() Accept these small gifts from my gypsy heart ~~S~~ |
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