Open Poetry #26 |
Paranoid |
CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
Another scratch, a whisper of a scrape a dimly distant alleyway and then movement from the corner of my eye. away Away AWAY way away, I pray But a rustle of shadows a fleeting glimpse perhaps? or not…. What am I seeing? am I imagining this? is nothing there? or is it Him. Her. It. Them? relentless in their endless Quest for me…. Why do they mirror my every move in every doorway… on the side of every building? Sipping my coffee and reading the paper, not looking at anything, seeing everything. especially me. The scoundrels. Devoid of mercy, they have slain my will and have stolen my hope. they will not cease for I am the hunted…. I am their prey….. Poetry is: Passion, imagination and intellect running together. Aloha with warmest regards, Cheryl Stewart Koomoa [This message has been edited by CSKpoet (04-17-2003 04:12 AM).] |
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life Junior Member
since 2003-04-14
Posts 36India |
i too used to get this kind ov feelings but neva tot to write abt it good work keep it up luvs life |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This RUNS...into the wall of fear... Very good, Cher! |
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bbent Senior Member
since 2001-01-07
Posts 521Alaska |
Yehaw!!! I enjoyed this,excellent portrayal of the big P. Live like it's your last day... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow, I enjoyed the read |
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CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise |
Sometimes...it get us all... thanx for the comments take care, Cher |
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