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You're My Whole Damn Sky

You’re everything in my lucid atmosphere-
And the love has scurried rampant and astray,
Crashing into my life just to disappear.

As pleas fade from a submission to your fears-
I lay down my head to sleep within dismay.
You’re everything in my lucid atmosphere.

Held hands are empty and starry eyes are clear-
Optimism crumbles as dreams begin to sway.
Crashing into my life just to disappear.

Without you, the whole thing loses color, m’dear.
There’s a hell on this earth and it’s called today.
You’re everything in my lucid atmosphere.

I’ve cried all these tears and still you don’t reappear-
My love has been battered, broken, shattered away,
You crashed into my life just to disappear.

I try to wash my hands of all of this and persevere,
Yet still I stomach your pride and attempt to convey-
That you’re everything in my lucid atmosphere,
And you crashed into my life just to disappear.

(c) Jordan Horton 2009

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  • AlexandraHamilton
    September 25

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    Vivid and well said. This is unique and lovely to read in a sad way.

    I really liked the form as well; the two refrains were perfect.


    • JordanisWhimsy
      September 25
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      This particular form is called a Villanalle, if you are interested. A fun form to write! Thank you for commenting, you felt just what I wanted the reader to feel!


  • myrataal silver member
    September 25

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    Reading poetry like this ...

    makes me so very sad. How well I can relate! But: you are too young, Jordan, to become bitter and disillusioned. Please never lose hope. NEVER! And write your poems. It is therapy. I will read.

    Love
    Myra