Almost...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem about almost having something, but then its lost.

Submitted: May 07, 2011

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A snowfall of stars

Like ghosts against the dark road

I feel the black-bead eyes of caged birds hard on me

And know they see the hot spark of diamonds in the inky velvet night

I see the wonder in their mouths

As if they could taste the sulfur of my dream

But wings beat against the cage with feathered sounds

And stones glitter cold and freeze my skin

Where he once touched me with blood and bone

I am left with

Ashes


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