These affairs of the mind
Are colossal; decadent; undefined
The depths of a soul
Within endless tapered confines
That recede like the surf raping the sand...
Fully anew
Within the crepuscular rays of the morning light
I search for you...
My breath, my life, my reconciled
Mind...Mind me here, within the truth of the night.
A contest entry
- Affairs of the Mind. by toomysterious.
300 points, ended July 10, 2008, 3 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What'd ya think?
Comments
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Complexities in thought do abound here. Thanks for entering.
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This is really good. I think it would have more impact if structured differently, but all and all, intriguing...
Love,Lane



