"A Face Upon the Rock"

lobb152
lobb152 Posts: 193
edited May 2019 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
With the dawn he rose
Brilliance of the early morning
It's orange, red and gold
Eased not a troubled soul
Another long day alone
Colors refused to fade
As clouds began to roll
The cadence of the rain
Played an indifferent sound
But as the last drop fell
A whisper could be felt, softy
Between the silence and the storm
Within the endless dream
He simply stopped trying
Slowly closing each eye
All the while smiling.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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  • #X.
    #X. Posts: 142
    Very Good. My Poem of the Week. #X.
    "The Poet is a madman lost in adventure."
    -Paul Verlaine-

    "With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."
    -Edgar Poe-
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    great poem
    even outstanding
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • #X.
    #X. Posts: 142
    This is a great poem. Let's keep it around, page one for awhile more. #X.
    "The Poet is a madman lost in adventure."
    -Paul Verlaine-

    "With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."
    -Edgar Poe-

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