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lines out of my mind
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whole lotta other stuff
loneliness is the night
when the wind whispers
mystery without connotation
the fog trails in
trivial version
that wish to be understood
in a parlance
that strokes perception
loneliness is the night
when the wind whispers
slamming its sad poetry
wiping the tears
writing
reading
those pretty written lines
some mystic heart ticking metronome
present and past tense
on my list
crimson lines
opporunity missed
stuttered syllables skip this tryst
stipulation composed on sharp exhale
those pretty memorized lines
ungrammatical
sentences
form
and elude what
may really develop
those pretty read lines
those pretty recited lines
expressed from my lips
and the rhythm
in afterglow
and in the lingering shadow
a throbbing rhythm
as my heart skips a beat
exposed outside the lines
lines out of my mind
out of my mind
read between the lines
Dylan
Dylan, I really like this poem. I like how you mix nature with poetry and connect it to yourself.
Beautiful words and
Beautiful words and meaningful poetry. Enjoyed your poem very much a good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
What was that? Cacophony of the silent night? Nice one Sir
What was that? Cacophony of the silent night? Or the pregnant silence beneath the velvety canopy? Nice one Sir ~from-a-non-poet-yet-scribbler~friend
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