One of my first poems, trying different things!


SubConscIouS coMeT

A thought fights through the interference, the darkness in my mind,
as I am sitting there watching 2
sea-gulls do the tango.
The thought makes its presence known by rubbing against
my inner workings, creating
static energy as it passes by.
How profound, that thought had to travel at
least a million summers
before I took notice of
its tired body
And still that thought waits for me. Pulsating
vibrating
screaming
at me to recognize it.
Darkness sets back in, and the thought starts
to travel back.
I sit there, the 2 seagulls have stopped their dance for a bath
and the interference continues.......



Poetry by Edwin Key
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Written on 2008-03-21 at 20:43

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