Subconcious Lover

movingfingermovingfinger Posts: 117
Dreams swing…
Pendulous
Through waking
Reflections

You are gone
and I close
my eyes,
opening before
a rift…

The hole you left
Seems more jagged
Root-veined
Freshly dug

I plant a
Dream
And hope that
it grows,
Fertilized,
with another’s
Love.
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it

-- Omar Khayyam
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Comments

  • Mr PyjamaMr Pyjama Posts: 253
    I love the last stanza of this piece, great poetry.
    Situations get fucked up and turned around sooner or later...
  • "Sowing the seeds of love..." :) As long as there are hopes and dreams in your heart, love will grow! Good schtuff! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    I too,plant a dream and hope that it grows....
    awesome poem.
    Gets me thinking about subconcious slumber tonight:)
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
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