Live and Learn
I waken to a sky of gray as wetness of
the morning runs down my window.
As tears redden my cheeks, memories
of what was once a life but now shattered.
What miracle is this that starts again
as a living thing, a growing conglomeration,
an aggregate which creates a seed
to share, learn from, cultivate,
to move us to the next level so
we can live life once more.
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© 2009 Charles Dennis
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| GLOW | 1 | 02/24/2010 |
| Tragedy #1 and counting | 0 | 02/24/2010 |
| Freeze Dried Memories | 0 | 02/24/2010 |
| Questions of a Poet | 1 | 12/28/2009 |
| I Learn | 1 | 12/24/2009 |
| Live and Learn | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Parents | 0 | 12/05/2009 |
| Cafe Thought | 0 | 12/04/2009 |
| No Escape | 0 | 12/04/2009 |
| Bound By Death | 0 | 12/03/2009 |
| Dreams | 0 | 12/22/2009 |
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