![]() Unwakening SleepA Poem by James K. BlaylockUnwakening Sleep
calling out, through this ultra thick night;
and no echo comes, nor screams of any delight;
all that's truly offered is some sad roaming creep;
and it might just bite, if we're not ready...
for that unwakening sleep
3-07-08 © 2008 James K. BlaylockReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 7, 2008 Last Updated on March 7, 2008 AuthorJames K. BlaylockTyler, TXAboutHi, I'm James K. Blaylock and I'm a poet/writer. I'm 39, and I live in Texas. I was born and raised here. I have been writing now for 13 years and I've been blessed to be published a number of times. .. more..Writing
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