Open Poetry #39 |
Blundering |
Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
From vale to veil with seasons changing smiles to sobs we blunder on. Unsure what lemmings’ urge we share when differences fail to break the stranglehold that serves no good, except to prove what fools become, We blunder on Past passions passed within a year by drudgery; sad ghost of fun, that twists our lust to acts or habits, honed into their dullest form. Where sighs are sentenced all for one and one for all we blunder on Two mummers; dullards leaking hope, surrounded by perfumed decay. The sightless with the blind in tow Cling arm in arm but lose their way. Past love passed reasoned sanity. Where one could turn or both should run. We blunder on |
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Sarkany Junior Member
since 2006-10-14
Posts 32 |
Hi Blunder on Until the day is done As long as you dance under the sun Blunder on There is a strong sense of futility, inevitability within the lines of this poem. Remember, "we are the captains of our faith." Sarkany |
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