A thousand Doves in Winter's Sky

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Of what we cannot explain. This is no metaphor to me, but a reality. To you, it is what you wish, for I do not dictate your thoughts. Enjoy.

Submitted: July 01, 2008

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Confusion does not describe
This sense of unmitigated being
This blatantly open simplicity
The epitome of surreal thoughts
Of surreal acts
Of surreal beings
There is no poetry here
No cadence
No meter
No rhyme
There are only words
Like a thousand Doves in Winter’s sky
Only there
Never understood
It does not flow
It is a blur
It is a trifle thought
Only half-real
Feelings lost
Feelings found
Just there
Or not there at all
Like a thousand Doves in Winter’s sky
They do not
Fly against the background
But with it
Luminescent
Lustrous
Lustful
Desiring nothing particular
Everything indifferent
Insouciant
Confusion does not describe
Like a thousand Doves in Winter’s sky
This sense of inexorability
This sense of oblivion
There is no poetry here
There is no poetry here
There is no poetry here
Then nothing is here.


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