mood shift
ground swell
Seas rising

open my mouth
to smile,
tuesday
sits calmly
on the tip of my tongue

wednesday,
i'm sleeping

sadness soaking into
my pillow

she's lovely,
and just as lonely

we keep the same glow
of unsane
days
are weeks
is a year
without

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beautiful! i love the shift! i love the language! -chandler
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thanks chandler. what's going on with this page?
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well done here SC~ i don't know about the page though...i've never seen it like this. where is everyone?
)Kaleb
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Love that first stanza, and also your ending. The end seems like just a pause, like we're still waiting for the poem to continue, waiting forever. And yet at the same time it /does/ have that ring of finality, the impact of a good ending.
-Sidhe
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I managed a break between 'unsane' and 'days' in a rewrite that made it a little more final, but I'm still not sure which I prefer. As always, I appreciate you guys showing me love.
-o-
p.s.
kaleb, i don't know where everyone is, but they'll return eventually (hopefully)
this page goes into dormancy sometimes