Sleeping In An Even Number.

by ghosts in bloom   Sep 22, 2007


I sleep with
Thick-neck soldiers
Whose engraved vision
Cuts against the grain.

Heightened pillars whose
Leaflet eyes never close.

I don't have
Nightmares anymore,
And trust the dark
With bare feet now.

Oh! How brawny chestnut
Arms can ease insomnia.

The white-canopy netting mirrors
My lashes in close-woven trust.
Please close the curtains now,
I am safe between four corners.

copyright (c) Novalyn Grace
September 21st 2007

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written about my parents grand
canopy bed. (: (: (:

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  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    I really like the uniqueness of your poems, good job. It's really good to read something unique nowadays. I think it flowed well, well done.

  • 17 years ago

    by Melly

    Very nice. 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by debbylyn

    Very unique and descriptive....metaphorically awesome! All the best, Debbie

  • 17 years ago

    by So Wrong its Right

    I absolutely love it when people make great work out of simple objects. i read this poem by robert pinsky( i think) and i loved it because it was just about 3 letters, XYZ. i always get off track in my comments. haha. great job!

  • 17 years ago

    by ABake

    The idea was different. But again, your imagry is amazing. Your flow was off, but I enjoyed reading the peice. Great job!
    5/5

    Amber...

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