Foggy CapesA Poem by Cole HayleyA poem about loneliness and that dark terrible feeling you sometimes think about at night.Foggy Capes Its a graveyard shift type of feeling, Charred footnotes by the dumpster. Oh mother dearest I've walked so far today. Amongst the shadows, I stood with them inside of a circle Heads plastered on sticks Running on bare feet Stepping on angel hair.. My heart has been looking for so long For a place where I will finally belong. On this sunday afternoon I felt so menacing I didn't mean to cut you Or hurt your feelings. By the briar I felt a comforting As rigid as a preachers hand Trying to pulling me back, From the sorry solitude I was so eager to become. But not even the cross can save me I've become something else. Built upon the darkness. Reminiscing of what I felt On that foggy day By the harbour. © 2012 Cole HayleyAuthor's NoteReviews
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16 Reviews Added on July 3, 2012 Last Updated on July 3, 2012 Tags: Foggy Capes Poem Poetry Cole Ski AuthorCole HayleyMontreal, CanadaAbout25 / Canada I'm back ;) New series: "Name one thing in this photo" 1. Grocery list and a Love letter 2. Went Wrong 3. 24 4. The Pacific Theater 5. A SATA cable frayed 6. One Thing 7. .. more..Writing
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