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Submitted by whitetea on 19 March 2008 - 1:30am.
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Not dawn or evening
only the tight shell of night
tomorrow was unsentenced
tomorrow was not believed
I have tried to be your anything
a departure from coarse realities
an opened eye, a leanable arm
to be used as an oar
but shadows were still
kept tall.
you said
blackness
was forever
even a stone wall
could not cramp the night.
you dodged that unending dark
out of raw fear and
unexplained affection
Today -
I visit you in your nothingness
a flower to say hello
your voice fades from my mind
moth eaten
but is remembered in stone.
Font color?
The words are there, but I can’t read them. A font issue, perhaps?
~ Ronda
If
I thought the first three stanzas were good , what about the last stanza magnificent-regards pink
I appreciate your saying so,
I appreciate your saying so, pinksheep!