Sunshine

Shadows fall from sunlight keepers

Longing to break in and stay

Framed in grey jail-cell precision

Keeping lookers on at bay

Places soon forgotten somehow

Pictures only say so much

Frigid hands from winter weather

Fingers longing, lusting touch

Your words in my mind meander

Forgetting words on chalkboard written

Wondering if I should pay attention

Instead of scribbling silly words

On crumbled paper

Later recycled

Just like feelings

Too eagerly expressed.

Reviews

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Ah, very good poem, love. I can relate as well. All words jumbled up in the mind, everything what you've been taught, said to, what you think about, what you love, what and how people (someone or something) says it to you...and ya kinda get confused about what is the true meaning of things anymore. I can see the confusion. Awesomely said!

Mikey

[eli mercuree rue]

the difference between happy poems and sad poems is the type of adrenaline the body produces upon reading... the good i'm floating kind and the wtf damn kind

this poem generates neither of those to me [which is a good thing because i hate those feelings] and gives me a new emotion to dabble in a new place to sit my thoughts..

let's mingle awhile..............

i love the idea of sunlight keepers
and lusting fingers

except it's not really an idea but more of a reality

hmm
yeah

i pretty much agree with the other reviewers

nice poem

[Marjorie]

very good speak of curtains. unique and well expression.

[The Archangel Gabriel]

Great write. No further comments at this time. :)

Luv,
Gabe

[Mary Katherine]

I really like this poem! You explain things that a lot of people feel, but can't put into words. really great!

[Roy]

Excellent poem, really well written. Good rhyme schemes, excellent ending!! I really like this a lot!!

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Wow.... awesome job. :)