On The Ledge

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    • fallonbird
    • is estatic that she finished The Reaper Man after not being able to find a way to finish it for months. ^^

    On The Ledge

     I stand on the ledge
    Of present and past
    Precariously on the edge
    Of what wouldn't last

    Blue sky up above
    Sweet grass down below
    Bullets of love
    Sting hate with each blow

    A cold beating heart
    A soul full of hate
    A spiritual depart
    That was just a little late

    A staggering breath
    A quick shot of pain
    Defying your death
    As the sun begins to rain

    The march of saints
    On the day night began
    A song played so faint
    By a single piano man

    The procession begins
    The day of the dead
    Melodies swim
    As i stand on the ledge

    I take a step back
    To think on my thoughts
    In white and black
    Of what i would've lost

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    fallonbird’s Poems (26)

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    Would You? 2 03/10/2009
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    His Suicide 1 03/10/2009
    Goodbyes 1 03/10/2009
    Feeling Stuck 0 03/10/2009
    Eternal Home 0 03/10/2009
    Worth it all 0 03/09/2009
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    Listen 0 03/09/2009
    Hold me 0 03/09/2009
    Belief 0 03/09/2009
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