Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,567 Points (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)


Poem by Frederick Kesner

in the lull of this barren moment
a strangling feeling creeps in
i struggle to keep my composure

it arises waiting to overpower me
tear down that V-A-C-A-N-C-Y sign
and 'fill my emptiness' is my plea

i folded together a paper plane
to relieve me of being lonesome
it's flight brings me soaring free

while the wait for your return
is a task supremely daunting
it's left me to extreme exposure

so i pick up my chin to say
meet me yonder in turquoise dreams
your absence withold from 'We'


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  • Dustin Bennefield (5/26/2006 8:00:00 AM)

    That was really good I enjoyed the 'free space' that your poem includes(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 9, 2005

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