I'm the poet on the cobbles-
I watch the world wash by
and the ebb and flow
of all I know
and echoed thoughts
from long ago
make me forget my troubles
as I watch the world wash by.
I'm the poet in the arcades
who dares to dream I'll die.
It's not a want,
it's all I've got-
I pray life's fair,
but know it's not-
it shows me how to be brave
as I dare to dream I'll die.
I'm the poet on the park bench,
I feel the force of fate.
I find today,
my conscience strays,
so my head
doesn't feel the pain,
of thirsty pangs left unquenched,
as I feel the force of fate.
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Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on November 1, 2005
To "dare to dream of dying" at such a young age ...
this is truly amazing. Yet my wish is for this poet
to live for a long time.
Yes, Yes you are the Poet, from heart, mind to hand, reguardless of what else your dreams believe you are or could be.
And I might add...an extremely talented one too!
Grand write Charlotte!
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this is truly amazing. Yet my wish is for this poet
to live for a long time.
One of your best Charlotte.
Love & Light,
Joseph
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
And I might add...an extremely talented one too!
Grand write Charlotte!
Lisa
The cornerstone of this Poet has a solid foundation to build a bright future on. Very beautiful and emotional writing.