Open Poetry #26 |
The fog descended... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
The fog descended. Nothing could be seen. The chairs out on the balcony were wet. He held her by the waist. She leaned Over the fence and threw the cigarette, Which at the time was lit, to see it mark Its path across the grayness of the mist And when at last it vanished in the dark, It dawned on her that all of us exist Just in the moment of some endless chase, For one another radiating light, So as to guide each other through the maze, Which one, alone, cannot discern at night. Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master [This message has been edited by Master (06-12-2003 01:56 AM).] |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
at night for real..and in the night time of our lives I believe. Love this. You could hurt me with your bare hands. You could hurt me using the sharp edge of what you say. JEWEL |
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junemac Senior Member
since 2003-04-24
Posts 1005uk |
i thought this was very clever and enjoyed it very much. hugs from june x |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
cool write |
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