Oregon's Lovely Gloom

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Oregon's Lovely Gloom

The sky howls at me
unleashing a torrent of pain
spinning me til i cant see
i'm happily insane

It's tears pound on my back
gouging divots in my skin
i wander so long i lose track
letting nature wrangle me in

Linking myself to all i love:
the thin wind that ravages
the ashen clouds that loom above
the raindrops cast as savages

The gloom is entrancing
impossible to resist
i find myself dancing
nothing tops this.

By: Liz Prosser 

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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.

Lizziewriter27’s Poems (59)

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Closing Night 2
Destiny? 0
First Part of Melody "Unseen" 1
At My Weakest 1
My Thoughts 0
A Writer Is There Own Worst Critic 1
Advice To A Child 0
A Painful Fate 0
Humanity 1
A Confused Heart 2
Greater Things 1
Happiness 1
Dont Leave Me 0
Not So Old Habits 0
In My Mind 0
Runner-up 0
Skinny 0
Justice 0
Depression Hurts 1
Painful Memories 0
Oregon's Lovely Gloom 0
Last Year 0
Missing 0
Invisible 1
Love 0
TUG OF WAR 0
Not Knowing 0
Fate 1
Pointless 1
Lost cause 1
In The Balance 1
Random 0
Unable 1
Finally, maybe... 1
Just People 1
SEVER 0
ASHES 1
For Me 0
Why? 0
EXPLAIN 2
No Me 1
Can you still 0
Let me be 0
Mirror To Nowhere 0
Perfect 0
WATCHING 0
Lost 0
HYPOCRITSY 0
Tension 0
Wonder 1
Release 0
Pain 0
Empty 1
Tehe 2
I love you 2
Texting 0
Writing 0
Silence 2
Crackling Energy 0