Thursday, October 4, 2007

Feather Misplaced Useless

The words for this week are:


Feather-like kisses rain down on me
As I linger in the world of sleep
My half-awake brain churns useless thoughts
But still refused to awaken

Have I misplaced my self awareness
As I struggle to rise above
For I see no one beside me
And sleep is all I have

Dreams of him continue to haunt
And his image fills my mind
Is he real or a forced fantasy
A mere figment of my imagination


Shephard said...

Oh, I'm voting for him being real! :)
Very nice poem and usage of the words.

pia said...

I know that feeling so well. I hope that he's real

TC said...

I hope he's real. For her sake, I hope he's real. But I still wonder.

Jo said...

I like this -- the thought and the writing both.

tumblewords said...

This poem has a nice flow and rhythm. Liked the 'wondering' aspect of it, as well!

gautami tripathy said...

I loved the second stanza!

paisley said...

i must say your blog look s so lovely... and i am crossing my fingers on the lover being real......

Bone said...

For I see no one beside me
And sleep is all I have

That was my favorite part. I enjoyed it all. It reminded me of having a dream, then waking up only to wish you could return to that same dream.

Michelle Johnson said...

It sounds like waking from this dream would be upsetting as you would have to leave the man behind. I really enjoyed this poem. Keep up the good work.

My 3WW is up if you would like to come over and read it. Hope to see you there.

Have a nice day.

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