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Open Poetry #37

The Michael

Broken
Member

since 2000-03-12

Posts 271
The woods

0 posted 2006-02-10 05:29 PM

THE MICHAEL

You sang to me
In a bizarre fashion
Alas! To know thee
What hate, what passion

Oh, to be thee
With all the black and this
The desire to be free
Brilliant is what it is

I could never swim
To the depths you drown
Your mind is grim
And knows no ground

This poem is merely rust
It's essence is less, at most
Than the forgotten dust
In the shadow of your ghost

I raise my glass
To thy supreme diction
And scream; Alas!
If only you weren't fiction

The Lady
Member Rara Avis

since 2005-12-26

Posts 7634
The Southwest

1 posted 2006-02-10 10:14 PM

Enjoyed.

Dominique-Simone
Senior Member

since 2005-11-12

Posts 643

2 posted 2006-02-10 10:15 PM

Very cute... It brought a smile to my face

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

3 posted 2006-02-10 10:17 PM

"If only you weren't fiction".

Well done, Sir.

ctowen
Member Elite

since 2001-10-18

Posts 2286
Green Mountains of VT

4 posted 2006-02-13 11:52 PM

enjoyed this .... left in an awe of it

ct

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