Friday
April 27, 2012
Getting some good feedback on my poems... Unfortunately, it's only one person. Wish I would get more. I am on a site, but the critique is light. I guess I like more conversation about it with others who also writes poetry... just don't know how to find them.
By Darkness
We who choose to live by darkness
spend our nights hanging shadows on
the walls,
creating curtains thick and gray to
cover all the windows
so neither light of day or night can
force itself upon us.
I’m grasping at thin threads of cobweb
hovering above
my head, they silently swing back and forth. The one
bare
bulb that dully lights the narrow
hallway also sways
like a hangman’s noose waiting for a
neck.
The shag carpet licks at my sandals,
my knees click a bit when
I walk. I took a fall last winter on
the black-ice in the parking lot.
I don’t think about it much these
days. Come to think,
I do not think at all. I’m way too
busy doing nothing.
We who choose to live in darkness
sleep without a thought for dreaming.
We seldom fantasize. We merely shut
our eyes
and pray the monsters never find
us.
rrw 4-26-12
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