barnsturm

My thoughts flow like sand
And my heart is made of stone--
You see me on the strand standing
Proud and all alone.
You see me through the looking-glass,
My eye as dry as bone:

I wish that we could see a sea
That we could call our own.

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journyman161

For me, I've felt like this & the worst part was what people saw kept them from breaking the mood & drawing me back.

Not sure you're describing the same isolation & desire, but that's how this spoke to me. Nice poem. (would have liked more of it, however)

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mammamaia

loverly!... nice use of interior rhyme... only quarrel i have with this is the use of a colon where a period would do better...

good piece of work, barny!

love and hugs, maia

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tj

i like the paring of sounds with its something you dont find everyday

i also like the use of similes, its a well written piece, well done
tj x

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barnsturm

Thanks for all comments. This was the first poem I wrote that I was proud of, back when I was 18 or so. I was coming off of an acid trip at the time, and it seemed to to speak then, as it does now, of the emptiness that drugs were eating in me. Kind of like that Stone Temple Pilot lyric, "Too much tripping and my soul's worn thin."

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