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Outside is silent tonight
by Sam Roberts
Just a designated smoking area,
Sitting on the porch with the door firmly shut behind me
I am just this dust on a petal,
And I am silent tonight because you are
The trees whisper what I fail to speak
They laugh, so I grimace
They dance around my silhouette.
And I leave tonight because you are
Left dancing around nothing05/23/2004 Posted on 05/23/2004
Copyright © 2025 Sam Roberts
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/07/08 at 08:47 PM this made me want a cigarette. and it reminds me of watching the front yards in the darkness back in birmingham alabama. thanks for helping me remember. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/06/12 at 03:10 PM "I am just this dust on a petal," - what a great line. The separations here are subtle but very effective. Congrats on POTD! |
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