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October 9, 2002

Poetry Offering

Here's my offering for the day. Duck everyone!

Waking

Chains bind
and part. They close,
in fences they unite.

My chains burn,

they freeze
and I am part of them,
unwilling to part.

So I wake from darkness
and fall to darkness.
Unclear eyes

refuse to focus
on the world around me.

Seeking to rip
the veils,
I slip on the chains
that bind me.

© 2002, Steven Riddle

Posted by Steven Riddle at October 9, 2002 6:54 PM