BLUES


A tale of blue
In the wake of time
You still our growth
With your contagious cries

Stood up by nightfall
In the colour of old memories
Set before my eyes
A dream that might not be realised

You wished and hoped
Liberty will find me
Out of natures rage
Drained of emotional plight

I crumbled in thought
So full of wonders
Racing with time
To hold unto you tight

My heart in torn
As you fade in blue
But the truth you will find
Someday when am gone



Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2010-09-19 at 14:46

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John Ashleigh
A very personal write - I am positive you will find so many others that will relate to this. A pleasure to read.

Regards,
John.
2010-12-06