Monday, December 15, 2008

Running River
A brook steams down south
Running water whispers
Rolling against the rocks

WHITE OCEAN
Close in, cracking cold
Still alone the earth bubbles
A white cloud at sea



The Loudest Sound in the World

The loudest sound
is the sound
one is waiting to hear.

A sound that one is used to,
and just disappears.

A noise that one is expecting,
and than never comes.

The loudest noise in the world
Cannot be hear, but can be expected/

A sound that had died.
A noise that has left.
A sound that’s never coming back.


Alone

Ostracized, isolated, alone
She stands in number of one.
A tall beautiful girl
With no one to hug
No one to talk to.
The eyes strike her,
like a knife slicing through a pear.
She breaks down
and runs away
From everything she knows

Because not even her shadow will walk beside her.

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