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others No matter how hard I crash,
or how big the smash,
you know it's only a flash.
Here today and gone tomorrow,
really wheres the sorrow,
and yet we only borrow.
We are really never gone,
were found in the mist so long.
We wait for the waken hour,
so we can be devoured.
is it time yet?
I already want to forget.
I.m afraid to see,
how its going to be.
I take a breath and swallow,
my heart is feeling hallow.
my spirit is feeling ligtht,
the crip is nolonger tight.
I'm floating in the air, Im free,
Thats the vision I couldn't see.
Good Day,
Thank you for critiquing so many of my works. As you can see I write on a lot of different levels and topics.I write about things that I see on the news as well. Like my poem/lyric on the war piece. The soldier was just one of many I saw return home in a flag drapped cofin.One of too many.
I have been writing for over 40 years and feel I can express myself better in verse than not.It is my prefered medium of communication.
You are very well written.Your expression and emotion in your writing is amplified in the way we percieve the charecters you write about.
Keep on writing, you are good.
A NEW FRIEND,
Danniel J. Lennax
This one sounds to me like a soul living the vessel of the body to soar elsewhere after it's served its purpose in this realm, am I right?
Hey thanks for the critique I like this poem you have written.. Keep writing!