Spiritual Journeys #2 |
My Soul Of Naught |
Neo Junior Member
since 2007-08-08
Posts 13 |
My mind is midnight, and my heart is morning, when night is my crown, and noon is my dying. My thoughts are the dawn slept to wake in silence, my ghost shall slumber upon my hour of death. This breath of sunsets, till the final twilight, till the end never in the sun forever! |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Neo, I really enjoyed your poem. It was very descriptive and I found it to be quite "blue" or melancholy in tone (which I think makes for Great poetry), although, I did very much enjoy your intermittent splashing of light throughout the poem and especially at the end when you wrote about “in the sun forever.” I could easily interpret your word “sun” here to be either sun or son but, in either case” I left your poem feeling very uplifted and positive. Again, I thought that this was a very well and descriptively written poem, thank you for sharing it with us here, and God bless you. -Bob [This message has been edited by Lighthousebob (08-16-2007 12:24 PM).] |
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