Morning Views; 27 JulyA Poem by A.J.
1. So we part
again, devils of the night and I- I wish I
could say "parting was such sweet sorrow" But, I find I don’t know if I like it or not So
accustomed am I, to the life of the haunted; That I’ve
begun to feel transparent- lifeless.
2. Morning
brings views of bikinis and beaches Of Parrots
that fly, and parrots that swim, Of
treasures unclaimed- both golden and natural, And of
magnificent vessels, caressing the oceans I keep
looking for myself amongst the smiling faces Only to
look away and find this old septic prison
3. I find I’m
not as bitter as the man I laid to rest last night I didn’t
dream of tragedy and broken things For the
entirety of my slumber -as I’ve come to know it And
although I am not nor will ever truly be free, I think
I’ve come to find that keeping a wolf in the throne room Makes good
company when you’re kicking and screaming, -Or when
you’re reaching for warmth © 2013 A.J.Reviews
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1 Review Added on July 27, 2013 Last Updated on July 27, 2013 AuthorA.J.Ft. Gibson, OKAboutMy pen name is AJ. As far as writing, I enjoy finding the beauty, the tragedy, the strength and the reality of everything, right down to smallest, seemingly most insignificant details. The world as I .. more..Writing
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