What it is to Hide

graeme_macphee

At night,

When you lie,

At the back of your head,

A casket

With corrosive edges,

Feel it's gravity

Pulling on your muscles,

Let it's resin drip

And concatenate

With endless nerves.

Solitude provides safety,

What it is to hide,

Let go your solitude

And take solace

That we all dream.

  • Author: graeme_macphee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2016 12:13
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME GRAEME - Thanks for an interesting first poem. At night my diffuse thoughts often coalesce into meaning (CONCATENATE). Solitude (in sleep) can appear to provide safety - but (in my case) dreams always intrude and disturb the solitude ! Thanks for the assurance that "we all dream !" A well penned "free verse poem" which pulsates with concepts and rhythms. BRIAN



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