Open Poetry #26 |
Wailing for the Dead |
icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
When the cold winds of winter blow the sun from my soul and thick clouds of night swirl around me, when I reach out for warmth when I stagger and fall, why, tell me why are you sleeping? I need you to remind me, to throw a cue from the lights; it's just the time of my life that betrays me alone and frightened of noise in the night; it's just the winds outside the doors of time that blow cold visions through cracks in my soul to leave me in shadows with no where to hide, but I forget, tell me why are you sleeping? You know sometimes I lose track of who's living or dead; the dead with all the humor and the patience born out of access to eternity don't always raise a hand unless the perfect question is asked correctly; this piece alone proves I'm not prone to perfection. When cold winds of winter shred the sun in my soul and thick clouds of night rage around me, when I reach out for warmth when I stagger and fall, why, tell me why are you sleeping? When I need reminding, a cue from the lights, when my life leaves me lonely and old, frightened of noise in the night; when the Ba'ansidhe beyond the doors of time blow cold visions through my soul, when I am left in shadows with no warmth in which to hide, I forget, tell me why are you sleeping? I have friends who are dead, I'm old enough, I have enemies who are alive, I've earned their enmity, there is security with both; living friendships are fragile, dead enemies wait. ©2003 by icebox |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"this piece alone proves I'm not prone to perfection." you could have fooled me "it's just the winds outside the doors of time that blow cold visions through cracks in my soul to leave me in shadows with no where to hide" and this... "I have friends who are dead, I'm old enough, I have enemies who are alive, I've earned their enmity, there is security with both; living friendships are fragile, dead enemies wait." wow....you are such an amazing writer! I will think of this while going to sleep tonight for sure! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Well written reflections flowing from dark to light. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
icebox I wrestle with the demons that catch my fabric too and sometimes I’d just like to stop and let them hold me just to see if they are as fierce as they pretend to be How about you Hugs! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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