The World They Named Boo RadleyA Poem by Andromedaim likin this oneHow is it that you came to miss it? How Is It That you came to listen? To the birds weeping their evergreen tears, To the wind screaming all the years, The anger that steers and Nothingness that sears; The littlest heartbeat that overhears, Let alone Devoid of fears— Are you so Areyouso Devoid of ears? How is it that you came to miss it? How Is It That you came to wish? In the maze of all the ways that all the days Could have turned in Bitter unforgiving craze— Unraveled and relentless In the haze, The bitter green Of the graze— Are you so Areyouso Devoid of space? Listen to what it says, Watch as it stays How is it that you came to miss it? Did you ever notice it was gone. In the whispers of your reflection yelling in the pond, Did you ever notice it was gone? How Is It That you came to be? The world they named Boo Radley Look out the window sadly And not so madly, but oh, so badly, Never wanted so badly, Here—hear the shrieks That the foundations make As the world begins to quake— Are you so Areyouso Devoid of me? Did you ever notice it was gone? How Is It That you came to watch? As it passes by in the world’s glass eye: Live and let die, die and wonder if If the world will cry, Know it will never know why Sigh and think it all Happy as apple pie Lie in the why and know It comes nigh Oh, it comes nigh— Are you so Areyouso Devoid of sky? How is it that you came to miss it? How is it that you came to listen/wish/be/watch? Did you ever notice it was gone? In the whispers of your reflection yelling in the pond?
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2 Reviews Added on October 4, 2008 AuthorAndromedaAboutI never know what to put in these sections. so... Me= KIM Poetic Epiphany Jesus Freak Type 1 diabetic Aspiring writer Artist Soccer player and referee Music lover Movie fanatic Good friend.. more..Writing
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