Statue Off
all the happy moments... all the happy thoughts..
all were just illusions brought around by the dilemma...
of who is and what is...
spirits beyond the abyss gather together
to make her fantasy all come true..
but what is true?
she started playing with the air...
hugging someone who isnt there...
and she had coffee.. and a conversation with the raindrop...
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The See-saw | 1 | 12/08/2011 |
| Statue Off | 0 | 12/08/2011 |
| someone else' home | 2 | 04/11/2009 |
| My Handsome Groom | 1 | 04/01/2009 |
| tomorrow's love | 2 | 03/25/2009 |
| Love Make | 1 | 03/25/2009 |
| unnoticed | 2 | 03/25/2009 |
| Bride | 0 | 03/25/2009 |
| strangers to the fire | 2 | 08/09/2009 |
| familiar stranger | 1 | 03/25/2009 |
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