the mimicry of poetic

Posted by Robert Anderson On Saturday, November 12, 2011 0 comments

i scribe
the mimicry of poetic,
lost in transient hues,
life flashes submerge
my soul as i
utterly drown

reaching a hand above
my gasping heart while beckoning,
oh, how i beckon to heaven yet...
i am
unheard

where is my muse who swore
she'd never go?

just know without you, love, just
know

that i scribed merely
the mimicry of poetic...

Posted by Robert Anderson at Saturday, November 12, 2011
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