It could have lived for another day, dammit. - 31st October 2006




My penumbra.

Each petal a penumbra of red.
Each raindrop a reflection.
The thorn in my side said -
Forget her perfection.

 

This perplexity,
I weigh more times my body.

An ardency,
I live a life of truancy.

 

Only time is now remained,
I verify another moment,
Keep me from crying.
Keep me from passing.

 

I will wait to define
If it could have lasted.
This perplexity,

I weigh more times my body.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-10-31 at 20:53

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betsy Firefly
Very well written poem.
2007-03-22


seda
great work
2006-11-01


gills
:) you write well - Your words put pictures into my head
2006-11-01