Open Poetry #21 |
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Steam Dreams |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Watch the ships sail away on waning tide, Tacking cross the harbor mouth’s frothy waves, Slipping into the Chesapeake Bay so wide To the Atlantic Ocean where fish plays, Wishing to be on that deck for the ride, To sail the blue waters for many days. Watch the plane fly away on evening breeze, Gone to their exotic destinations, Gliding over mountains rivers and seas, To be going without trepidation To any paradise anywhere you please To be guided by imagination. Don’t look to me, I wont be going off to sea, My life is bland I wont see another land, I just sit here Simmering in my nowhere. Gloom |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome work Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
This is wonderful Gloom... full of fantastic imagery. Enjoyed despite the sad ending. ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
but a day with one who you love and loves you back is not plain at all...helen |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I like this Professor... the flights of imagination make a great contrast to the ending. *S* |
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