Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Sweet Earth Below me

So when...

So today I'll be over
As I once did
with these letters
with their edges in ways I'll try

routine in their Urgency
fraying at the corners
to meet their destination
wandering dark gardens

sweet earth below me
that the road before us
keep important as the dream


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4 comments:

Psycho Babbling Basher said...

Welcome back.
I missed the words, the echoes of love and the hope for all romantics.
Hope all is sweet!

ima girl said...

aha words, I like this I never thought of words this way now I won't think of them any other way. wb good to read your poems again :)

Anna Sergi said...

you can never be over.

zonedin said...

I finally decided to burn my letters, because I see everything different now. They're too inadequate justify the love I feel today. The dream is more colorful than before.