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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
15 years 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 12 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 12 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