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Apr 07, 2011
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page of wind
sitting watching
valley veil
the warmth
on me
the cool
the shade
collects
I keep these moments
like pages
outlined with my thoughts
I stare in depth
and distance
diluting
all the pretty pain
folded like a worn knife
I take in rain
patterned dark
how In love
at arms length
you mean
my shadow fills
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Esker
14 years 3 months ago
and then
against me the lean thigh
the curve
like midnight approaching the zenith hour
how your hair fires
when I am gone I dont want to be buried
with shoes
just the single worry stone
and I will have all that
I need
with your embrace
and tender
words
Nordic cloud
14 years 2 months ago
Like a sheath
The sheath of a knife
its shadowed interior
coveting the steely sharpness
of painful thoughts
the extreme beauty
caged within your mind's eye
its ever roaming
trying to find
the you that's mentioned here.
I wonder who the 'you' is
or is it your own shadow?
Love Ann.
Esker
14 years 2 months ago
yes
my own shadow and how the shadow changes
how we perceive ourselves from the true outline
I am happy you can see me Ann