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The Finish Line
I do not trust the morning sun
To remove chills from my cold skin.
And yet I stand, all chances run,
To cross her line, yet never win.
The race lifelong, the dreams piled high,
I carried them upon my back.
Yet now, with naught left but to die,
See them as markers for my lack.
The lack of smiles, time spent alone.
The lack of trust, a wounded soul.
Plethoras of sin to atone,
Where only I could pay such toll.
Yet if it’s hell that waits on me,
(A man who’s paid most every price),
Let all the gathered crowd then see
‘Tis here I’ll find my paradise.
Silence, itself, a monument;
I wade her cold, suffering state
Paying all homage to Lament.
She’s closer now, yet still I wait.
Michael Anderson
Published 25th Jun 2015
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25th Jun 2015 1:17am
gd gorgeous lament indeed..
Darkhush does always
find place to dwell,
when we dare toe'pon
a sun-wound'd fell.
'Grace of moon, do we suffice
takes two g'inst dark & price.
Both bowed close in kneel
it takes Two to truly heal.
silent answers none but ourselves &
makes "misses" in the heart. Outstanding
write & of no news to me..huggs
luvzu baby
~T
Darkhush does always
find place to dwell,
when we dare toe'pon
a sun-wound'd fell.
'Grace of moon, do we suffice
takes two g'inst dark & price.
Both bowed close in kneel
it takes Two to truly heal.
silent answers none but ourselves &
makes "misses" in the heart. Outstanding
write & of no news to me..huggs
luvzu baby
~T
25th Jun 2015 10:37pm
Love it when you answer my poetry with poetry of your own, babe. especially when it's so inspiring.
"it takes Two to truly heal"
Indeed, it does love... and if both hearts are for it, it will come.
Michael
"it takes Two to truly heal"
Indeed, it does love... and if both hearts are for it, it will come.
Michael
28th Jun 2015 1:02pm
psst..it just so happens (dots.dots.dots.)
that your inspires *inspire me*
pettin' your deepshiny muse my Darlin'
~T
that your inspires *inspire me*
pettin' your deepshiny muse my Darlin'
~T
