Kyle Harbinger Poems
|3.||The Melting Sun||6/21/2007|
|4.||The Cotton Balls||6/21/2007|
|10.||Just Let Me Quench Your Thirst, My Darling||4/3/2008|
|11.||Suggestions For A Title Anyone?||4/25/2008|
|14.||Ode To The Greats||4/26/2008|
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reality creeps in like death.
gaps of truth are found constantly,
like sun rays blasting through windows
in the early morning, waking humans
as the earth has been awake for years.
the sun’s responsibility
what are we?
I know somewhere
what someone is thinking
well, I know my friend
behind it all
in front of it all
I talk to myself.
The Cotton Balls
i see glorious mountains,
something like heaven
with the clouds like
soaked with rainbow juice
some of them reveal the open sky
some of them sing and some of them die.
some show my dreams in moving color
as the wind gently brushes the memories away