Tuesday, September 16, 2008

She's all that and a poet, too....

loneliness is a warm, iridescent mist

tiny drops of infinite beauty

so beautiful to see, they cover me...

i lift my face to let the warmth pour over me

and down, around, and through me, filling me...

tiny drops of infinite beauty

they cover me.


loneliness is a cold, cold bitter wind

a frozen breath of used-to-be

so sad to see, it blows through me

i turn my back and feel it pushing me...

and pulling, twisting, turning, tossing me..

a frozen breath of used-to-be

it blows through me...


loneliness is a thick, dark emptiness

a swirling, slithering black infinity

so terrible to see, it clings to me...

i raise my arms and try to breathe

it fills my eyes, my nose, my throat; it's choking me

a swirling, slithering black infinity

it clings to me...

it's killing me


~Miss Anne Derstood~

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

All I can say is Hugs

Charlie

Hilly said...

Although it breaks my heart, it is still lovely.

baseballmom said...

((((Mel))))

Anonymous said...

Lonliness is like a little mouse,
now squash the little fucker, and clean your house !

Miss Anne Derstood said...

Mitchell, you fucker. I'm going to ban you again.

Barb said...

Wow.

Bina said...

Holy Shit. I didn't know you could write poetry. And damn good poetry at that!