Solitary Soul Poem by david gerardino

Solitary Soul

Rating: 5.0


HIS words were rusty,
his life standing behind
old, there was artficial
chatter coming from out
side, and a dancing light
my room.

HIS hands break these locks,
his legs push and push, until
they find forward,
his eyes open, then close, then
settle in this bipoler storm....................

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 23 December 2011

A great poem with a powerful ending. A fantastic write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, For Paul Blackburn. Its a true story.

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