Friday, September 19, 2014
Insubstantial
You were in the light,
I mean in the other light.
the God light of late
afternoon and fall
and some other hushed moments
you can never make
happen no matter
how you yearn, how you might try.
You were in the light
and I don't know what
you intended or what might
come of how you stood
so still, so breathless
and still and beyond my grasp.
Gray - I dispersed - smoke.
September 19, 2014 4:06 PM
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it's the repetition, christopher, which lures me, draws me closer, subdues all apprehension. all that is left is belief.
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erin
I know. I don't usually but this time it seemed right. There is even an inadvertent rhyme. My God! in the light - other light, late- skip two lines then the near rhyme, make, and then light skip one line might. What the helicopter is going on??
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