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Praying

Posted by Beeme on May 21, 2011 - 21:03

The broken frame;
clings to edge of the wall.
Gripping...
praying for more time.
Like my silhouette-
etched in charcoal
across the bed.
Holding your photograph
like a lie-detector.
Blinding deceit
a ghost searching for light,
running from the gates.

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | May 21, 2011 - 21:05

Like this one, a lot, Beeme;-)

Tina xx

skinner_jennifer | May 21, 2011 - 22:05

Hi Beeme,

there was something quite mysterious about this poem,
almost haunting.

Very nice read.

Jenny.

maisie | May 22, 2011 - 00:23

yep me too. I love the lie detector and the photograph.

seekerofwords | May 22, 2011 - 03:49

excellent piece of writing, as has already been said - "haunting".

Namaste,

Lenny

Beeme | May 22, 2011 - 10:10

Thank you very much Tina, Jenny, Maisie and Lenny. I'm really happy you enjoyed this so much and took the time to tell me. :)

Beeme xx

SundaysChild | May 22, 2011 - 13:21

Very striking

Beeme | May 22, 2011 - 18:22

Thank you SundaysChild :)

Beeme xx

Cavalcaderl | June 3, 2011 - 22:07

new Beeme
Hi! Beeme very haunting and mystical
Good see your posting..
julie xx

Beeme | June 18, 2011 - 19:01

Thanks veyr much Julie, its nice to hear from you xxx