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undone
by Michele Schottelkorb
reach deeper within
to find something (person)
time has no meaning
(all good things come to those who wait)
would you, could you
hang there, from a noose
until the world stood still?
will you, wont you
feel the Earth
her passion lies dormant
this phase is not of us
but,
our time will come
undone
tricky, tricky emotions swell
in suspension they do dwell
03/16/2004 Author's Note: inspired...
Posted on 03/16/2004
Copyright © 2025 Michele Schottelkorb
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 03/21/04 at 03:59 AM 'all good things come to those who wait)
would you, could you? Your question is impregnant with answer. All questions are.'this phase is not of us
but,
our time will come'. UNDONE.
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| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/20/05 at 01:54 PM I adore these words and I think the answers will come even when we have ceased asking questions, sort of like stigmata surfacing in us from places long forgotten. |
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