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A New Morning
A new morning, full of reflection and rennassiance is calling my name
It speaks to me as if we have been together for years
It caresses my back, tickles my feet
It pours sweet words into my soul
and then it holds me
This new morning is full of expectation and impatient reassurance
Full of ideas,fears,tears
This new morning is full of hope and it is so optimistic that it will never inhance my dreams, it will never reveal the radiance of life
Instead it will be my weight, my chains, my bloody hands
An interesting poem. I love the way you describe things, full of detail and perfect at allowing the reader to actually feel how you felt when writing it. The last few lines are curious. I'm not entirely sure how to interpret it. Either way I really like it. ^_^
Great to see you BACK on the writing horse, I haven't been writing much at all except for class...I've just been too exhausted. Hope to read more from you!!!