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like
chasing squirrels
closer and closer
yet . . . .
fleeting. . . . .
gone. . .
then
another
and on
until
SUDDENLY
you forgot
you were in the park
awakened to a
dream
you once called
HOME.
Labels: poetry
posted by John David Walt | at 5/05/2007 08:45:00 PM
Today...
2 Comments:
I love it JD. Happiness is as elusive as squirrels.
JD...seems to create a much needed space for those who are feeling a sense of pain, helplessness, and apathy to inhabit. This is beautifully dark.
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