November 24, 2004
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Wishing Well
Hoping on the long lost past
Is like shattering the shadows cast
Praying gestures at the tide
Will stem the waters coming rise
Rage nor anger change the fact
Regrets and tears can’t bring it back
Ripples in the poisoned water
Only hint at danger’s daughter
Glare into the wishing well
Watched as gold and silver fell
Distorting visions staring back
Only lies and demons black
Seeking answers from the deep
Weeping blood from wounds to deep
Mingled in that retched pool
Eternally I fight this duel
How tightly now I hold the rope
Lest I drop my pail of hope
All along I draw the water
Listening to it’s tainted laughter
Glare into the wishing well
Watched as gold and silver fell
Distorting visions staring back
Only lies and demons black
Drop the rope the answer’s clearly
Written where I will not see
For I hold on far to dearly
To a past that poisons me
Dripping, dripping, will not see
There is a future calling me
For I chase my shadow’s asking price
An pray my gestures will suffice
Comments (6)
happy holiday…
I was lovin this…great poetry…true to form…
“Drop the rope the answer’s clearly
Written where I will not see
For I hold on far to dearly
To a past that poisons me”
damn!….the tears we already here ..behind my mask of holiday glee…
I love this…I feel it…
u wrote of universal unrest of the heart and mind…thank u
Be safe, darlin’! And, Happy Thanksgiving to you too:)
Have a good holiday!
lisa
My sweet friend…I wish things were going anywhere for me…
I would not be writing
I would be snuggled up agianst my love
experiencing what I write about..Yes?
Your poetry is amazing, both free and more traditional forms. This one in particular is fantastic. When I read the title I immediately started singing the lyrics to this insanely bad song from the 80′s, which, if intentional, is a very clever title because going into the lyrics with that lame ass song in mind made them seem so much more grave and significant. Thank you.