Opaque Moon

by Ingrid   Oct 29, 2009


Opaque Moon

On a cold and dark Autumn night
my feet guide me to...where?

Hollow is the sound of my footsteps
upon the concrete pavement.

With an unwelcome clarity
I observe myself.

Never been prone to using
substances, obscuring
a clear insight,
but nonetheless....I never did see.

The teacher comes,
when the student is ready,

oh yes....this is so true.

Boy, did he teach me a lesson!

Under an opaque moon,
I make my way home,

home.....where would that be?

Could anybody tell me?

I feel lost.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    I noticed right away how different this was from your previous writes. I found myself so into this piece, I think mainly from the format and how you brought your own thought into this. It wasn't just expressionless words but your own thoughts and that put the reader in your mind almost. I hope I am making sense, it just held so much interpretation and emotion. Beautiful job, I felt like it could have gone on forever and I would still be reading it at the edge of my seat..

    Take care now

    ~MaryAnne

  • 15 years ago

    by anand singh

    I can see where the thought of drugs came in when you use the words substance.But substance can mean more than one thing.It was nice that you explain it.
    Another wonderful but realistric piece.
    Keep up the great work.
    Paul...

  • 15 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Excellent Write!!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Em

    Beautiful yet sad. We all lose our way in life sometimes. 5/5, Em

  • 15 years ago

    by kelleyana

    I really love this poem. You are such a great poet my friend and whatever styles or format you do, at the end it's a masterpiece. Very well done, 5/5, kel.

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