She makes no sound

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She makes no sound

The patient man is the one who waits

   Takes the bait, and seals the fate

Loves the chase, and hounds the traits

  Of misplaced hate, on hardened slate.

 

Is that you there? 
I trace my shadow to feel less alone?

You are in trouble
yet I have no armor to spare.

 

End of him to aggravate.

Left behind to Separate.


To Separate f
rom last of late.

 

The patient man will fear to lose..

 This makes him rather flawed.

A step across to claim his muse...

 She sleeps.. She sleeps.. She makes no sound at all.

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TheSecretPoet commented on She makes no sound

11-11-2012

.............Very DEEP, Very DARK, Very REAL...............

Crewzy

01/10/2013

Thank you, I wrote this poem in a very dark period of my life.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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