Graham Jones


Awaiting Sunshine. - Poem by Graham Jones

I'm in a world that isn't there
At least not there for me
What is it that I'm lacking
That I can't see what others see

Is there an aura that surrounds me
Restricting vision in the air
Or am I just a marionette
With strings attached and unaware

I try to rise above it
With leaden limbs that hold me back
Its like swimming through an oil pit
And I cannot find the track

I may waste away upon the morn
With this burden filled with fears
Or awake in blessed sunshine
To kiss away my tears

Will I ever shake this loss from me
And engrave me with a smile
Or will I walk this earth till my demise
Till once again I hold my child.


Comments about Awaiting Sunshine. by Graham Jones

  • Brian Dorn (5/18/2006 6:55:00 PM)


    Graham, certainly the end explains the somber tone of the poem and, of course, the nature of the title. An excellent write! !
    Brian
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  • Ernestine Northover (5/5/2006 11:26:00 AM)


    Graham this is beautiful and so very sad. A wonderful read, I love your poems. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 5, 2006



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