William A Russell Poet Free verse

Soul Watcher

I watch these Souls as they wander
   You can see the ones that are lost
Their village of stone has no feeling
    Cold as the night it lives under
Oppurtunities are few and farfetched
  For those who know not their way
Wanting only to make it easier
   And great is the price that they pay

These streets are filled with Dreamers
    Some fall and some grow wings
While others sway 
In the lime light decay
Of a brokenhearted being..

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Carolyn Devonshire February 28, 2009 at 2:42 PM Your description of lost souls is quite chilling, William. Very powerful image of a lost soul! Thank you for sharing, Carolyn

Laurie Ginn February 26, 2009 at 6:39 AM Gosh dreamers aren't so bad but Im more of the winged variety. Nice work, made me think and I love the title too. Laurie