In The Dark, I Wonder...
Posted on Friday 12th March 2010 12:08 pm
This was inspired by the discussion topic about ''dark'' in poetry. It reflects some of my understanding of it.
I look at you and I wonder
Can you read my mind?
In the twi-light hours
I hear your voice and I wonder
Do you know our souls connected?
Are you consciously aware of the things
you tell me about your secret depths of despair?
and do you know that I remember it
when daylight strikes?
and you say ''I wasn't there''
and as you walk away from me, I wonder
I wonder... are you messing with my mind?



Ann Foxglove
Fri 12th Mar 2010 14:26
wow, Janet, are you a taxi driver? xx