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.
In the realm of my hammock
the summer’s night sky swallows all life
that exists no further than me
As cricket gossip is suddenly understood
And fireflies grow in size
And dance in sync
To the rhythmic baseline of the full moon