Connection of Sound

seekitseekit Posts: 73
edited December 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Connection of Sound

I walk down the streets
smashing small stones
between the creases
in my shoe

Painful cold wind
surrounds
my home
The winds whistle
Grates into my soul
Makes me sad
I feel
Unknown

Darkened night I look out
I hear on the street, cars sing by
Angry, sad, sick, slow, die

I sit with coffee
I hear the chatter around me
I am not alone
I’m accompanied by the sound

Airplane in the air
I hear it pass
I wish I could fly
I wish I could be free
From the sounds that connect
me back to painful reality -
Seek It
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  • SoundSound Posts: 579
    i'll be the sound to conect you with joy
    It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

    Jim Carrol
  • seekitseekit Posts: 73
    i'd hope you'd be.............
    Seek It
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