Email Poem

Your IP Address: 3.16.81.94

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

Alone on the painted precipice
bending the clouds to be weaved
I sink to one knee in a solemn reprieve
as the sky holds back words which would break me, bereave
Inside the four walls of my countenance
slipping down thoughts to be thought
I clip off the clouds and surrender my shroud
to the battle that's left to be fought
I'm tired and ragged with bones
I'm loosened in lips and I need to go home
The wires are crossed and my heart must defrost
to prepare me for being alone
I'm stuck with my head in the sky
I'm peppermint breathing to the infinite "I"
The heavy hung hope which I tethered with rope
has decided to stretch out and fly
Grappling to find my footing
somewhere between the braided cloud air
I fall through my thoughts like a slim chance not caught
to the brilliant white skull sunk somewhere
Be glad that your brain lets you rest
That it shuts down your stars in good night
Mine is elaborate and demands to be tended to
 I brace up my soul for the infinite fight...

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required