Phillip Alan Green

Isolation - Poem by Phillip Alan Green

I sit in isolation,
Upon this woody hill,
Darkness, my clothes surround me,
The heavens are my will.

Whispers form to secrets,
To carry on the wind,
To long forgotten memories,
To tell them of this sin.

I look into black I stare,
To face my greatest fears,
I know are lying out there,
So far but yet so near.

If the night she had lips to speak,
What secrets would she birth?
What hidden valleys would she seek,
To uncover hidden earth.

But my thoughts are best left unheard,
To lie in ground to rust,
For worse than death are the wrong words,
That turn ones life to dust.

So fly into the night my speech,
To keep the demons bayed,
A promise to which no one will reach,
I take unto my grave.

Comments about Isolation by Phillip Alan Green

  • (7/2/2008 12:24:00 PM)

    A Great write, Phllip... beautifully done. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/2/2008 12:11:00 PM)

    that right there was a great poem =]
    good rhyming and made me want to keep reading!
    I rate it at 9
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  • (7/2/2008 12:03:00 PM)

    very moving and powerful. artful rhyming and verse. thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 2, 2008

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