Edit Poem
Editing Instructions
Please note in the NOTES textbox below that this poem has been edited, do
not put your name, please put as the following: <!--EDITED by moderators
on (Date) for (reasons).--> DO NOT remove the line break (
<br /> ) html coding at the end of each line break, these are
needed to form the correct lines. THE CHEATIf you do not wish to
delete a poem, or a certain part of a poem, and instead would like to send the
url to Mick via PM for confirmation, enclose the entire poem (or part/s thereof)
between <!-- and -->
(ie. <!-- POEM TEXT HERE
-->). This will still save the text, but will make it invisible from
viewing (other than page source view). You could also add before the
<!-- something to the effect of "This Poem under review".
unmoved
Some days I cannot find the conduit I need to withdraw the words that swell inside of me.
I search for every hidden memory, draw up every failed relationship.
I claw through the darkness, dredge up every dead dream.
I will do anything to expel from my soul the song that might sing the starlight, or the cry that might overshadow the sea.
Often, I am only granted the slightest of requitals, fashioning only the simplest of frames; the slivers of a vision my eyes can never see
Some days my spirit screams and pulls at the flesh that restrains it, and I am seized by it, and the words are all that appease it.
Tonight, I am unmoved.
Tonight, there is the snow; the disconsolate white of a season nearing its end.
Tonight, there is only the settling of a dusty page; the tattered spine of an old book coming to a close.
|
|
|
|