Open Poetry #38 |
"The contrast of my green eyes..." |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
The contrast of my green Eyes and mundane anonymity Is the thin line between Humanity and divinity. Whether I leave a mark Or depart unrecognized, My eyes will light up the dark - Casket or paradise. Buried or swept away, As ashes or in flesh, - Even if bones decay, My soul will remain fresh. Words won’t slither after me Into the cemetery. My poetry’s my biography, Silence - obituary. Check out my poetry here: |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Andrey~ It is just ALWAYS so nice to find that you have paid us a visit~ 'Words won’t slither after me Into the cemetery. My poetry’s my biography, Silence - obituary.' Brilliance~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Android 18 Member
since 2002-02-20
Posts 61Austrailia (My DreamLand) |
I really liked the contrast. Being alive, yet dead. Great poem! |
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