
The first solid, heart-broken poem entry I made during college-influenced by Zen; I'd written this one keeping in mind the imprisonment of the Count of Monte Christo!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 103 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 2 - Published: 11-05-04 - id: 1754087
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THE SECRET OF MY SHADOW AND THE SORROW OF MY SOUL
Twelve
bars
of
steel
The breeze is cool
It is blue
I;
see it is blue; I touch it without heat--
Twelve bars
of
confinement,
Knowledge weeps a thousand children
i feel the Soul
living in my Shadow
They weep-a tangy taste of twisted turbulence
it is blue
twelve bars
of
steel
I see it is blue
i weep a thousand tears
tear in the Soul
Outside - the twelve bars
the breeze is cool.
Without heat - tis true
It is real...
Written while in college (UGA)
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