Distilled Entries In Poetry
9/28/2011
Stained Glass House
Can this window
remain open
Can I breathe
and ask for my eyes to be taken
Aching for color
when all is grey
then wishing for grey
on a clearer day
Let my house be of stained glass
or let me be
forever in the dark
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Daniel Warren
September 30, 2011 at 1:15 AM
Or maybe be forever light and clear so that neither bright nor grey bring pause.
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Or maybe be forever light and clear so that neither bright nor grey bring pause.
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