David Lacey

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Here Naked And Still - Poem by David Lacey

Sat here now, so many miles from home
I know what it is to be alone
I know what it is to wander the realm of dreams
I know what it is to rip reality at the seams

I have seen feathered angels adorn the garb of demons in fury
I have seen love quilt hatred in the hearts of men
I have seen the secret of now and then
And I know that I am true to myself
Here naked and still
Embracing the ice chill that pierces my chest

Strange heroes from a former world are stirring the mix of density’s entwining
We are as angels lost, adorned in the garb of devils
Dancing a bacchanal circle, tearing flesh from the limb

Comments about Here Naked And Still by David Lacey

  • (7/26/2007 8:15:00 AM)

    here's a blanket David! no good catching a cold too, wouldn't you agree? Great poem on our wanderings through life. Mostly we have to do it alone. Luckily for us poets, there is always a place to call home. Smiling at you, Tai, in de skies with Aciiiiiid Test (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011

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