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Category: Writers Block

Post 1 by Don'tBlaisMeBro (Folle et simple est la brebis qui au loup se confesse.) on Tuesday, 26-Feb-2008 16:24:03

So I'll keep,
Your picture right beside me.
And I'll sleep,
With your memory close behind me.
And it takes,
So many words,
And not enough time.
And it breaks,
Every law: my angel, angel mine.
So many thoughts,
So little time.
Mind cast in a prism,
Wrought with golden lines.
So I'll keep,
You're picture right beside me.
And I'll sleep,
Hoping in my dreams you'll find me.
Waking on a whisper,
Eyes searching for my dream,
Finding only hollow moonbeams/

Post 2 by HauntedReverie (doing the bad mango) on Tuesday, 26-Feb-2008 19:08:51

I really really love this. Beautiful imagery and words flowing like an aurora through a river at twilight. Great rhythm, great everyting.
Just title it!

Post 3 by Don'tBlaisMeBro (Folle et simple est la brebis qui au loup se confesse.) on Tuesday, 26-Feb-2008 19:18:20

Cala:

Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.

I can't think of one!

Post 4 by Blondie McConfusion (Blah Blah Blah) on Tuesday, 26-Feb-2008 20:25:09

courtney, this is beautiful.

Post 5 by Don'tBlaisMeBro (Folle et simple est la brebis qui au loup se confesse.) on Wednesday, 27-Feb-2008 20:28:16

Pipi:
Thank you so much.

Post 6 by SunshineAndRain (I'm happily married, a mom of two and a fulltime college student.) on Monday, 14-Apr-2008 4:57:03

Great poem, Cortney. I don't know what you should call it either. It does deserve a title, though. Hmmm...

Post 7 by torian princess (The original Blakanadian.) on Saturday, 19-Apr-2008 14:25:18

Cortney, I love this, abosolutely love this.