after vision
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CATEGORY
life
Bed too big
House too small
Silence is so loud
That I can hear the bugs crawl
A red door
In a yellow world
Finds me as a tree
Itching for my squirrel
The door knob
Swinging on a rope
Behind it’s door
Houses – my dreams and my hope
A dead raven
With a still – beating heart
Chirps the tempo – to my dance
To my stance – as I default – my start
Run with me if you will
Stop when you learn – where you are
Tell no one – the pain of journey
Show no one – your scar
Charles Garner AKA after vision
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COMMENTS
mrmelody7 says: Way to go with that flow intrigue of a write |
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after vision says: thank you my poet for the continued support |
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minayaJ says: Are you pondering what I am pondering said one lab mice to the other...Never stop writing your pen just get stronger :) |
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after vision says: thanks minayaJ for the read and the reach |
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Ezell-Dazh says: Awesome flow and imagery...and feeling.. Thanks for sharing |
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Lovelylady1 says: You are the male version of my heart my dear king. I traded my king size bed for a queen. Still too big at times. |
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hymnagen says: Digging this melancholy vibe |
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