Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

All The Broken Places - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Opaque room,
Heavy pillows,
Impending doom,
Marching bellows
Fluorescent light,
Indolent sight
Bedshaped tonight,
Feet like granite
Weak in stance,
Strong in structure,
Limping dance,
Across the breathing furniture
Threading pulses,
A heart that races,
Mouth slightly parted
Like lions in cages
What is this –
A lonely carouse,
A millionth star-kiss,
Lips sealed and bruised
The dreams are wrong,
For the tide changes,
Perhaps I am strong,
In all the broken places.

Comments about All The Broken Places by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

  • Rookie - 0 Points Karima Astrid P (10/27/2011 4:19:00 AM)

    Nicely written and a beautiful poem indeed (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,127 Points Dave Walker (10/23/2011 2:09:00 AM)

    I liked it. A really nice flow to it. Great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 22, 2011

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