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William Bonnie Poem
I drift among a sea of Emotion
I can grasp sadness, caress fear
I can see hate, Despair, I can hear.
But my eyes finally rest upon it
A globe of flashing pink and red
Love, pure and warm, full of life, not dead.
My hand brushes its soft surface
Joy floods into view
Passion flutters askew
I feel calm, full of peaceful bliss
O' how I wish this!
O' how I wish this to be!
But alas.
It was not to be.
The globe fades, to a dull lifeless grey
My hands fall gently away
I sink, down into the deep
I drown, in my fitful sleep
My alarm clock rips my eyelids open from the seams
And I awake once more from my wishful dreams.
Copyright © William Bonnie | Year Posted 2016
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William Bonnie Poem
I stand upon the Precipice of life
Do I leap forward or do I fall back?
My fate rests upon the edge of a knife
For messing things up I’ve a special knack
My life, tis void of glorious sunshine
Eternally, I’ll pay for this mistake
My life, does slumber in darkness Divine
Eternally, my chest burns with heartache
I used to see a Golden Crusader
I thought myself clever, a mastermind
Now I can see, a broken invader
How could I have been so foolishly blind?
And though my choice I shall always regret,
A lesson once learned, I will not forget.
Copyright © William Bonnie | Year Posted 2016
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