- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Visitor to Inner Space
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The heart does a footfall hear . . .
Long was the dark winter of waiting
And now
When the sun does shine
There is no thaw
The heart does beat, but with a dead beat
Icicles of fear imprison
The impulse to reach out and know
There is no reason to feel
And be the lesser for having felt
Within
There is naught
But a void
Towards the inner reaches of my self
Don’t, please do not essay
- COMMENTS
amansabout 20 years ago"the icicles of fear imprison". There is much to this poem, but what has my spine chilled is the knowledge.
Aaao_Naaaabout 20 years agoAnyone who can pen these words isn't likely to have a void in the inner reaches of their self.
Angelineabout 20 years ago... it resonates regret, but seems a bit ambivalent, too. I found that somewhat jarring at first, but am liking it more with subsequent readings. :)
