Open Poetry #22 |
Paper Tigers |
CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
My inner ocean An overflowing pool Ebbing emotions Save my crystal tears in salty dreams collections of bottomless fears Inner sanctum.... everything is labeled all neat in a row but reality strikes a match in darkness and I turn to go I run to hide Afraid to walk Unable to breathe As paper tigers stalk Lock the doors to my inner room keys are safe,curled inside where dreams come true and nightmares hide as feral tigers seek and roam Poetry is: Passion, imagination and intellect running together. Aloha with warmest regards, Cheryl Stewart Koomoa [This message has been edited by CSKpoet (09-13-2002 06:11 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome poetry. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
thanks ,my friend hugs, cher Poetry is: |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
CSKpoet - this does say it as it is. Paper Tigers, a great title for this poem... BC |
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CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
thank you for the time and kindness, Bill; smiles, Cher |
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