Morning Blues Poem by HAZEL Calumarde
Morning Blues
cool morning
cool thinking
collecting memories
from the dreams
i had in my sleep
cool beginning
a terror in the end
just like the rain
that falls simultaneously
with my tears
hardly recognized
deceived by the smile
my face is wearing.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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