Ever had those days when everything feels the same, but yet you do nothing about it?


Days

Days
Passes by like morning drops in green summer grass

Dreams
Of this drop to be different than the others

Passive
I stand
Watching the drops float on with the streaming river






Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-10 at 23:36

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muddy waters
Very good imagery, the use of the drops of water symbolysing days, that, essentially is the same as the next. But what can you relly do, except watch them in awe? I also think the format you chose fit in very well, with one word on the beginning of every stanza. It really makes the words stand out.

Overall, very nice. I enjoyed reading it.
2006-08-11


Mr.Mist
A very harmonic little poem...really cute...

-mr.m
2006-08-11


Zachary P. B.
slowly the grains of sand (all alike) fall down the hourglass..

these days are being lost to us!

loved it. =)

z
2006-08-11