- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Song For My Mandolin
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I am the place you put your dreams
when dust too thickly lies
I am the mood you fast embrace
when stars fall from your eyes
I welcome you with kind mien
I urge you closer, pull you in
I slither through your daily rite
I slink into your bed at night
I block your ears
I still your tears
I dull your fears
I take away your every care
and say to you...
I am Despair.
This is for my love John Donne whom I could only dream of emulating.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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LeBrozover 17 years agoEven got YDD to use the thermometer!
And here, nothing's as it seems
Especially so on second
And subsequent readings ~
Liken it to a song of misdirection.
echoes_sabout 20 years agoit stopped me in my tracks and almost knocked me down! This is awesome Boo and so true. :rose:
Maria2394about 20 years agosorry if it sounded like I did Boo..this is really great...you could make a song out of, I could hear it when I read the poem...and I was wrong about removing the line, dont change a thing!! ( i somehow, for some odd reason, read an extra word into it..I am an airhead, sorry - maria
