About going nowhere...

(This is a raw edition, which means I've not done very much in ways of editing.)


Nest

We stand
like trees in a forest

Arms reaching for a sun
hidden by the moon

I sense the flutter of wings
a bird on the horizon

Leaving me hollow




Poetry by mickeko
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Written on 2014-02-09 at 11:05

Tags Emptiness  Nature 

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The thoughts are clear and poetic. Well done.

Language: 4
Format: 4
Mood: 5
Overall: 4
2014-02-09


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I don't actually think this needs editing, sometimes I find some poetry has been so over edited, it loses its resonance -I like this

Elle
2014-02-09