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Monday, October 4, 2010

Forstalled

Reserve a place for me.
I have something I need to do,
But I'll be back in no time--
At least it will seem that way to you.

This is an unsung song.
Whispered tears went into its making.
The scream in my heart is caged,
But my smile's support beams are shaking.

I held my hand to the light
And its shadow fell hard on the wall.
My feelings only cast shadows
In my eyes when I'm hiding from all.

So I walk into the waters
Of the coldest lake I could find
And the bottom drags at my feet
Like the thoughts that I'm leaving behind.

I bend to touch the surface,
Cupping my hand like a leaf.
I scoop the sharp water and drink it,
And the action creates such relief.

The water has no color,
But all colors dance through it like friends.
And the black-and-white rainbows inside me
Are the meaning that God intends.

Shortly now I'll return
To the life I can barely survive,
I'll come back from the lake in no time--
Just allow me this one last deep dive.

4 comments:

  1. "This is an unsung song.
    Whispered tears went into its making.
    The scream in my heart is caged,
    But my smile's support beams are shaking."
    I really like that part.
    Well done this is a true winner in my book.

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  2. ...But my smile's support beams are shaking...

    ...luv this line...I so enjoy the uniqueness of your poetic voice.

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  3. The water has no color,
    But all colors dance through it like friends.
    And the black-and-white rainbows inside me
    Are the meaning that God intends.



    superb way:)

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  4. Thanks you guys! Your comments always mean so much to me.

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