Open Poetry #29 |
The Last Day of July |
rambling_words Junior Member
since 2003-10-29
Posts 44London, Ontario, Canada |
The last day of July hangs in the air like haze It seems this day will never end The worst month of my young life Dying from a multitude of diseases Addictions, insecurities and mistakes Scars instead of memories to be hidden in the past Where anything would be better than the reality That is carved in stones that litter the shores Where I have walked, barefoot and blistering Listening through the sea shells for the voices of reason In a season of changing leaves, the colors will kill me I dream in nothingness, black and dull Are my feelings towards the world As we enter another month, another change In the calendar of days that do not change anything Except the closer I am to dying. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
since it is already November, I have this feeling your spring rebirth is just around the corner, and your heart will not remain amongst the fallen leaves |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write once again John. Wavin' a hand up the 401 at ya! ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
gah! I know this feeling! |
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ambrish Member
since 2003-03-27
Posts 257India |
In the calendar of days that do not change anything Except the closer I am to dying. full of sadness,nice poem |
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