spaces poeming

Posted: June 10, 2009 in Poems
 
who could be the robber,
who could, take it away?
Or you deprive:
the loss of fertile fantasy,
happy dreams, light bulb ideas,
human synapse electricity?
Or is there a component missing,
a toothless cog or some circuit broken
that once gave you
the high gear of emotion?
 
Anyone could be the robber….
if it is there to take…
but guard your fertile fantasy
whilst you’re wide awake.
but sleep brings a lapse
of attention to your plight
as your mind is apprehended
in the velvet darkness called night…………..

 

The first verse I posted last month in this blog and this was Sheena Ingrid’s response made as a comment, I liked it so wanted you all to see the two verses together!
dwk
Comments
  1. Sheena says:

    thanks for the compliment of posting my verse with yours…I like yours better though………………xx

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