Weltschmerz Poem by Leslie Philibert

Weltschmerz

Rating: 4.8


The train arrives late.
It is full of animals.
A late moonday. Not much Sun.

We stand as actors.
There are big voices above us.
Faces fall at our feet.
Many skies crash together.

It is a terrible affliction
to be scared of something you love.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stan Petrovich 27 August 2012

I really liked this one. Nice enought imagery and catchy import!

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Terry Collett 24 August 2012

A hauntingly fine poem

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