POEMS SING BUT TEARS DON'T DANCEA Poem by kublakhan2709 11 14
I am trapped in a vagabond's reflex
stuttered by the soft corrosion of an untimely rain's adamance of inactivity I'm a disembodied circle resigned to the infinite conscience of a superfluous cycle shuddering in time-limit dreams of a Sarabande solicitation to validate timidity's zealous hunger to be toppled yet my lips of invitation insist on a fault line of fearful obstinance and my feet twitch in numb slumber amplifying the severity of this stubborn state of waking in the ears of my misoneistic complexes Fingers smuggle intermittent inclinations of a salient word or two into my nocturnal executions of self-dialogue But this Great Flood of a saturnine night has swayed away from my topography of salvation in verbose articulation I'm a circle pared down by the blades of rain to a period A diminutive dotting of finality acknowledged only in the inconvenience of its absence © 2014 kublakhan27Author's Note
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Added on September 11, 2014Last Updated on September 11, 2014 Authorkublakhan27Nova Scotia, CanadaAboutMy first book is out! Any comments that anyone may have to offer regarding my work would be deeply appreciated, as I'm yet to get a review. www.amazon.com/Waltz-Around-Swirls-Steven-Fortune/dp.. more..Writing
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