Okay, I'm being vulnerable. This is a poem I'm turning in for my class. Ehhhhhhh.... (PS - I don't write poetry, ever! I'm simply being forced to now...)
Laid Bare
Unable to open my eyes
Paralyzed, I lie
I was hoping for the day
But was awakened by the night
I reached for noon
Instead midnight fills my hands
Now My eyelashes, brown curtains,
darken an already black night
Daunted by the dark,
terrified of dancing shadows
Unknown, lurking, creeping
stars too dim for real light
The sky howls its song
as I gasp for every breath
Still and Surrendered
Lowly humbled by this valley
Sun in my dreams,
moon in my present
Beeeeeaaaaauuuutiiiifuuuul.
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ReplyDeleteWay to go Saribou! You did a beautiful job. It was ultra-poetic, but I still understood! Now THAT is an accomplishment.
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Sun in my dreams, moon in my present. I like that a lot. Coupled with the picture makes the whole thing come together. Should be in a coffee table book of your photo's and writings.
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