Dave Harter

(Butler, Indiana)

(untitled) - Poem by Dave Harter

I have mastered the art of loneliness
being alone in the cold and darkness
no one around, only the sound
of the dead, dry leaves falling to the ground
As I lay here cold and all alone
I look up to see my special stone
my stone is like many around
very similar to all that I've found
similar in shape to those of the maze
wandering, looking, for what seems like days
I long to breathe, I long to stand
I wish to walk across the land
the silence is aching, I'm all alone
I long to walk amongst the stones
a feeling of emptiness, I open my eyes
but only darkness in front of me lies
no one around, only the sound
of the wind blowing across the ground
blowing against each and every stone
as we lay so all alone...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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