forgotten now




in my eyes dreams calling
touching chordes
wanting - listening

stolen fruit growing all around me
minds touching inside broken words
hurt a name I picked unknowing

woken amongst bard wire frozen
and the ice so fragile as I walk across

so I touch hope inside my head
emptied are days in black

beliving is a time forgotten now



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-08-31 at 18:47

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
'believing is a time forgotten now'

The heartfelt longing for a time when you once believed ends this poem so succinctly

and young lady why no book here of this wonderful atmospheric poetry

rgds mike
2007-08-31