Sunday, June 13, 2010

Repose

a cool breeze 
under the deep black skies;
a million white pinpricks
reflected in my eyes;
drifting on a swing set
in a deserted playground,
a dog's distant barking,
a solitary sound;
the feeling of calm 
I can only find here,
when all life's troubles
seem no longer near

1 comment:

  1. I've read all(5) your poems in this blog so far. For some reason, this poem is most appealing.

    Your poems are short and yet the message is well conveyed. If you get a subscription box from feedburner.com, I'll subscribe. Do keep writting. You'll be suprised to know how many readers of your blog/poems you'll soon realize.

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