Open Poetry #23 |
The Day's Confession |
WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Even in the empty space, crowded as if awaiting escape, I look to freedom from the day for I'm put upon with sin's display. Spotted there amid shadow, blazened now through sun window, the litany that I dread. Preserving thought, I turn my head to wait for night to come at last, the day's confession will be past. WhiteRose 11/03/02 "my reflection becomes me" |
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DawnG
since 2000-06-23
Posts 1494United States |
Very reflective insightful poem. I enjoyed a lot. Thanks for sharing. Dawn |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
WhiteRose, isn't it wonderful how every day we are given a fresh beginning. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
"I am a martyr to poetry" said the blind man I answer "Is it because you no longer see beauty?" "Nay" he replied "It is because i learned how to love" So ends my confession I hate to admit this but i've read a lot of your poetry and i have never been able to word a reply. I wrote a poem called white rose and it was for a friend whom i cared for but i lost her now the words haunt me. Take a good look at my face |
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