Archive for December 6th, 2010


Soothing, loud counterpoint

Bach tries persistently

But cannot fill

The gashes in a

Broken soul

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Another Day, An Old Day

A New Day,

And I ask God,

Please keep me sober

Because I need a painkiller.

Another Day,

And another victory:

I did not go out to buy the gun.

Another Day,

And I have the tree,

But I did not have a good rope.

Another Day,

And I inch back into the wicked storms,

Begging for a hurricane to bury me

In millions of pearls of sand,

Lifeless, bright, shiny sand.



Shared with One Stop Poetry’s One Shot Wednesday.  I love what they are doing there.



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