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Saturday, February 19, 2011

Feeling Moody Blues



Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent

Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young

Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion

7 comments:

Queen Of The Armchair aka Dzintra Stitcheries said...

aahh you are too cute kim ha ha...thanks for coming over...dzintra

LadyCat said...

That is a great photo of the full moon! Thanks for sending it to me...very sweet : )
The Moody Blues name fits them to a tee, doesn't it.

adrielleroyale said...

A wonderful photo and a great lament :) Sometimes we all need a great lament, especially when it comes out so beautifully. :)

Tess Kincaid said...

I always enjoy a delicious lament. I especially like "bedsitter people". Nice.

A Heron's View said...

A strong poem full of sullen beauty Kim.
It brought back some twisted memories,
that lie in the very distant past - THANK GOODNESS !

Kim said...

Brings back lots of memories to all of us Mel. Very ponderous~it makes me.

Queen Of The Armchair aka Dzintra Stitcheries said...

hi kim...no, not a silly question...i was wearing thongs and the sole just stuck and i kept going and then went splat on the floor...dzintra