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Still
Contributed by
hardrocker15198916
on
Wednesday, 22nd December 2010 @ 03:10:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Sunlight falls goldenrod
On the curtains
Like flowing water.
Trees are covered in pollen,
Turned from brown
To yellow
By the wind and
The flowers.
I stand behind a screen door.
They yell, and it burns.
Like the light of the sun
And the smell
In the air.
I am on fire.
It is a blue fire,
Glowing embers in the breeze,
Drying tears
And ignoring them.
They yell still.
Still.
And I am still,
Trying to soak in the sun
And drown myself
In spring.
But when I come up for breath
I will yell too.
And they will be still.
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2010-12-22 03:10:53]
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Re: Still
(User Rating: 1 )
by Dirkj on
Wednesday, 22nd December 2010 @ 03:57:20 AM AEST
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| wow , very nice poem, not always sure what you are saying but i like it , well done |
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