exhausted of crying,
of fog, and uncertain mist.
I want to be near the sun
near you
I hate the gray,
smoke hindering your image
I crave to see indigo seas,
and not rivers distorted into mud and misery.
Tired of all the penumbrae,
I hope for a sky with clouds in pieces
and one starry night.
not to feel fear of being a live flame.
and then like now;
life is a question
without echo nor answer,
all the hours were distances,
today I want to be finally:
a presence
Author notes
not my best... but I just realized that 2007 was a year of 3 poems only and nothing good... so 2008 I want to write more maybe that could be a resolution...
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I've been here before...beautifully sad write Leslie
Aj~
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I love this poem! It's deep and beautiful! -Tearyeyed
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this is deep and beautiful...
I have missed reading your poetry!
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a presence
beautiful last line....of a wonderful poem...great imagery...i really enjoyed it...i am glad i read it...thank you -
this is very well done, most enjoyable... i like the words, very open words sincere as one means to say` something definite,certain... I look forward to more from you...PK
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The imagery in this poem is great, and Ian Curtis would have been proud of the diction! Good luck for 2008 hope it brings more of this!
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Oh hun this was amazing. The imagery was just wow, and you used nice choice of words. I liked it very much and thought you did an excellent job writing it. I'm glad to be reading your work again, you're a great writer. Keep up the wonderful work
much love
~~Tori~~
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Oh so wonderful to read you again, Leslie. I have missed your voice. If this beautiful poem of wishes and longing is how you're breaking the poetic drought, then I see a glorious year for you....this is lovely!
~ Nicolette
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