by Michele Schottelkorb
across the twilight of time
can you see their trail?
in a dark room
with no windows
shivering in my bed
lollipop stuck in my ear
(as it missed the spot ~ again)
wake up and smell the mistit is right in front of you
Author's Note: hmm... a little cryptic... old things come back a little silly...
Posted on 08/21/2003
Copyright © 2020 Michele Schottelkorb
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/21/03 at 04:17 PM|
LOL! I like the lollipop stuck in my ear. Can just picture this....zany!!
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/25/03 at 04:40 PM|
Enigmatic imagery that really strikes a chord with me. Great work. Especially love the moonbeam and lollipop images. Fantastic!