“To die, to sleep, no more” by David Rosen
pillows absorb
nightly traumas
the sweat-soaking panoply
thrilling and plaguing
this human condition
but how much
before they explode
beneath heads
too engrossed
in subconscious
delight or despair
give notice of
death in the night
(originally posted October 2013)
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Paul, this is ‘Free Verse’ at it’s best, your use of simple sentence structure and word placement to produce art that has great intellectual and emotional impact is masterful.
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you humble me, nigel – thank you most kindly
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I LOVE this! Brilliant, astute and magnificent word choice.
Distilled and potent!
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wow – thanks dearly – yours is a comment that will go directly into my keepsake box
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