Jo Bien Poet Verse

Lost From Sight

I followed the path
as if I had a choice
I lit the candle
and I heard the voice
the whisper in silence
the taunt in the night
the locust of despair
the hope lost from sight

all of the possibilities
that hide in my dreams
the wings of the angel
her halo that gleams
words don't match the lips
it is all out of sync
like an old B movie
pushing me over the brink

it doesn't always make sense
I feel it just the same
the rhymes and the reasons
of all foolish games
I sort it all out
like laundry on the floor
I close tight the window
and open wide the door

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Jo Bien August 19, 2010 at 6:02 AM John, the last verse means it is all sorted out, closing the window means ending the problem JB

John Loving Iii August 18, 2010 at 2:24 PM seems incompleat. john

Tobey Hill August 18, 2010 at 8:50 AM one of my favorite reads of your works JB...nicely done...TAH