Duplicities Border

Posted on February 1, 2011 | 11 Comments

The castoff pools in the gutterLark in The Park
Beating rain rolls over his skin
Coughing, spewing with a sputter
Heavy lids hiding a soul dim

Evil wicked days his wish away
If the rain could wash his dark heart
His soul lines gutters this day
So that I might lark in the park

© 2011 Michael Yost

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11 responses to “Duplicities Border”

  1. Olivia | February 1, 2011 at 9:09 PM | Reply

    Hey Michael,
    This is so deep n dark and definitely poetic..
    Wishing you a very beautiful week Dear One.. 🙂

    Love xx

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  2. Jingle | February 2, 2011 at 11:24 AM | Reply

    stunning imagery.
    well done.

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    cheers.

    A++

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  3. Teresa | February 2, 2011 at 7:33 PM | Reply

    Definitely a bit on the dark side with this one. I love the imagery in that first stanza. Mine is here. http://razzamadazzle.wordpress.com/2011/02/01/footprints/

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  4. Katherine | February 2, 2011 at 8:42 PM | Reply

    I like your subtle rhyming here. Perhaps you should offer your poor friend in the gutter a cuppa java to warm his soggy heart. sounds like he needs that & a hug.

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  6. Steve Isaak | February 14, 2011 at 9:27 AM | Reply

    Striking, superb work.

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