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Rooftop Dreams and Such
Atop my wooden roof, deep reflections ensue
My parents raised a mischievous little one
Only bats and a navy sky to observe
Just a couple stars waving their halo
Branch silhouettes to start my emotional unfolding
How they crawl to the planets
Even the dead ones do
Who’s to say
My brokenness can’t climb with them too?
Wispy clouds above, just like the smoke I used to watch from cigarette butts
They don’t pollute the air above
Or fill my lungs with blackened ash
But contrary to old habits
The clouds don’t last
Slowly then, I watch them pass
Music in my ears, transform a silent dusk
Into a symphony of beauty
Enhancing the life around
And as it stops
I hear those critters sing
As if they’re making up for my soundless listening
As I finish my final thoughts
And prepare my period dot
I must add that the sky has lost its blue
Come to think of it, I like the darkness too.
My parents raised a mischievous little one
Only bats and a navy sky to observe
Just a couple stars waving their halo
Branch silhouettes to start my emotional unfolding
How they crawl to the planets
Even the dead ones do
Who’s to say
My brokenness can’t climb with them too?
Wispy clouds above, just like the smoke I used to watch from cigarette butts
They don’t pollute the air above
Or fill my lungs with blackened ash
But contrary to old habits
The clouds don’t last
Slowly then, I watch them pass
Music in my ears, transform a silent dusk
Into a symphony of beauty
Enhancing the life around
And as it stops
I hear those critters sing
As if they’re making up for my soundless listening
As I finish my final thoughts
And prepare my period dot
I must add that the sky has lost its blue
Come to think of it, I like the darkness too.
Published 25th Apr 2020
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26th Apr 2020 00:03am
26th Apr 2020 3:12am
26th Apr 2020 4:52am
This was just my style of poetry, travelingfairy... self-reflection, nature, and music. A beautifully crafted gem... thank you for sharing this.
26th Apr 2020 6:14am
Yay! Glad to be of service
This is a daring statement I’m about to make, but this just *might* be, my favorite poem I’ve ever written (as of now)... I’m glad you appreciate it :)
This is a daring statement I’m about to make, but this just *might* be, my favorite poem I’ve ever written (as of now)... I’m glad you appreciate it :)
6th May 2020 6:46pm
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