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THIS IS MY SILENCE
A cemetery after a snow fall
I am
The dusk on the desert horizon
I feel
like fog over crystal,still waters,after the rain...
A shadow cast from the moon glow
I am
Star shine reflecting off Pluto
I feel
like a silhouette against a brilliant,turquoise twilight...
This is my silence...
This is how I breath...
This is my existence...
This is me...
The make up of my soul in ones,and zeros111010100010101001001001011111010010101010101001000100011111
I am
The dusk on the desert horizon
I feel
like fog over crystal,still waters,after the rain...
A shadow cast from the moon glow
I am
Star shine reflecting off Pluto
I feel
like a silhouette against a brilliant,turquoise twilight...
This is my silence...
This is how I breath...
This is my existence...
This is me...
The make up of my soul in ones,and zeros111010100010101001001001011111010010101010101001000100011111
Published 24th Jan 2013
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25th Jan 2013 1:04am
I like it, enough imagery to hold to the classic poet form with a modern feel with colouring and the last line.
Good Job!
Good Job!
25th Jan 2013 6:59pm
This is most definitely haunting; a focus narrowed to the place as much as to the presence of a being. I am, I feel, I experience. The technicalities of what we are erode away in the simple rhythm found only in things acknowledged as experience, thought upon within feeling and then laid out, mapped, and constructed as self. And yet you’ve erased the ‘natural’ part of the within, replacing it with something that contradicts the nature of emotion – clinic sight, a program of conception.
Wonderfully crafted.
Wonderfully crafted.
25th Jan 2013 8:13pm
It's so great people understand...Sometimes figure out what I'm going for before I do...Thank you all...I LOVE IT HERE;)
