return

who is this sad-eyed waif,
who returns
arrogant
with the sun?

who is this silver-tongued wraith
who bids adieu
and enters
placidly
the terrible dreams of night?

Love,
where do you go?

Shall I return to flesh and marrow?

— Kailashana, Aug 05, 2009

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Diatom Shells

16 years 10 months ago

wow

I really like this one its sad undertone and urgency I love ur line "Shall I return to flesh and marrow." beautifully stated miss! -diatom shells

infinite_dwarf

16 years 10 months ago

Whoa!

How did you get a colored font? I think it definitely lends to the write. Esp. liked the closing lines. ~Jess K. ----------------------- "Handle every situation like a dog: if you can't eat it, or screw it, then piss on it and walk away!" - unknown

Kailashana

16 years 10 months ago

Mercy Bowcup ladies…. i

Mercy Bowcup ladies.... i wrote it in colour as i so often do, copied and pasted here, and this time the colour did not change to black. WOW! scary.. lots of hugs, my darling daughters! ~A "You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality." Ayn Rand

Ravenshakti

16 years 10 months ago

This is so beautiful!

Kailashana... This is sublime... The only word I can think of, to tell you.. how much I love it... Raven

bjp

16 years 10 months ago

Dear Anna,

What excuses will you accept, breath's sweep upon a bud of sweat? Its un-straight fall a semi-line amid awaiting flesh. Missing is a storm of increments, - here this there that - to telegraph you now aware withholdings tax fray and sum the cost of wait Brian

Nordic cloud

16 years 10 months ago

you are ethereal Anna,

Like the breath of a tale from long ago, this fairytale poem hesitates in the mind to fill it with delicate disturbance and postive joys, you are ethereal Anna, you take us out of ourselves and transfix us in the air of your words. Love sweet Anna from Ann of Norway