Go to Betsy's Poetry Blog
- Add a comment
- Go to COLLECTIVE POEM #2 - New Lines - keep them coming...
Breaking forward toward my dream no grass under my feet.
Inching forth without a net, towards its shelter sweet.
Wondering when we shall meet!
Lifting toward the sky with great delight
My arms extend to reach toward the light.
But the bulb was shot it seems!
No longer chained by such false beams (lionreign)
The light was only inhibiting the wildest of my dreams (calia)
So amidst the ever so haunting dark (Troosha)
I take my place and search my heart
Haunted and stilled but with open eyes (merkie)
I stumble forth toward my prize
I hear the merry siren call
My imagination does enthrall...
On winds of visions clear and deep (Troosha)
the vivid minds seeks not to sleep
posted by
Troosha
on February 3, 2009 at 12:39 PM
| link to this | reply
Haunted and stilled but with open eyes
I stumble forth toward my prize
I hear the merry siren call
My imagination does enthrall...
posted by
merkie
on February 2, 2009 at 12:06 PM
| link to this | reply
Breaking forward toward my dream no grass under my feet.
Inching forth without a net, towards its shelter sweet.
Wondering when we shall meet!
Lifting toward the sky with great delight
My arms extend to reach toward the light.
But the bulb was shot it seems!
No longer chained by such false beams (lionreign)
The light was only inhibiting the wildest of my dreams (calia)
So amidst the every so haunting dark
I take my place and search my heart
posted by
Troosha
on February 2, 2009 at 8:56 AM
| link to this | reply
The light was only inhibiting the wildest of my dreams
posted by
calia14
on February 2, 2009 at 7:30 AM
| link to this | reply
No longer chained by such false beams
posted by
lionreign
on February 2, 2009 at 7:29 AM
| link to this | reply