porch light
creatures of the wing
crowd the haloed glass
chained by lightning
to darkness
i kill the light
they fly away free
to chase new dreams
to embrace new slavery
crowd the haloed glass
chained by lightning
to darkness
i kill the light
they fly away free
to chase new dreams
to embrace new slavery
6 Comments:
I need to think about this one. I'll print it out and ponder it tomorrow.
A, it is a bit ponderous.
J
No - it's probably pretty simple. Sometimes I'm just a bit dim...
Me and Alfred Lord Tennyson have the same problem. Some of our poems are better than others...
J
some of his were better than the others, in your case its different,your's are just worse.
Anders, you are not a plantagenet.
J
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