trying to piece together my inner voice, and dealing with my past


I can't escape my heart

My soul
jumps up and down
frantically
in this silent body
empty
i lay
watching the ground
breath,
thinking of dreams
i once had
that i now have hidden
in the fifth pocket of my levis
each blade of grass
teases my skin
and yet i am divided
separated from the bone
the sun gazes upon me
reflection
a mirror
on the water
cupped gently
by the cement
and yet i search
and all i see
is emptiness...




Poetry by Randi Jung
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Written on 2006-06-24 at 15:38

Tags Emptiness 

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Arti
Welcome to the bay. Very expressive poem - I liked the title.
((hugs))
2006-06-25


Zoya Zaidi
very unique expression!

Welcome to the bay!

***hugs***
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-06-24