Four white walls of faith
A black box
Edges of a masterpiece
Double-edged, no less
Shadow rims
Light shells
Protect me from the sun
Glorious faces, I cannot see
My house and lock
A cage
Colorless and sharp
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Genj - February 13, 2006 (06:26 PM) I've nearly read every poem in this here blog and never said anything. . . . So ummm, nice work even if half of them go over my head. |
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draqq_zyxx - February 13, 2006 (08:23 PM) Thanks for the compliment, genj. This poem is about how one's belief, while glorious and brilliant, can also be restrictive and give you a reason to be closed and easy to anger. |
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Halon - February 13, 2006 (10:29 PM) Just to let you know I read them, too. I just don't respond because there isn't much to respond to. I'm enjoying them; keep them coming! |