the island

ditchdollyditchdolly Posts: 19
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
they say the island is an idication of ill health

mine's at the end of the line....

itchy life line
widening and red

scare myself again

i know deep inside square hard working
hands won't pay

to descend into a second childhood
and lose all these unnecessary thoughts

being careful for what i wish for
drowning....drowning....down...down...down
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  • sweetness, i am hoping that all of your wishes come true.
  • in silence..hears..and sees
    the unknown soldier's energy
    known somehow
    no questions asked
    respect the whole note behind tinted glass

    flee to continue
    wish i could see through their future eyes
    unborn soldiers
    poison their minds
    with freedom and hope

    tell tale signs
    i thank you for those small clues
    seeing old friends that deliver good news

    plea to continue
    strive to survive
    the daily torment of misunderstanding
    ..understanding lies

    safe in this energy
    that holds me so tight
    bonding every molecule...synchronized..
    ....thoughts....actions...

    be the mortal guiding light
    you are
    stay that way
    stay far
    stay near
    stay
    stay
    drowning....drowning....down...down...down
  • just beautiful.

    i hope you stay and share more with us.
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