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Array ( [sid] => 145709 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Bona Nox [time] => 2008-10-15 00:33:04 [hometext] => It's a full moon and I'm trying, by god, to make it worth something. [bodytext] => ---she calls to me.
desperate, wordless, endless
like she isn't sure that I'll be here at tomorrow's end
when the noise and bustle that she hates so much
is gone.

she sings to me--
In the crickets, with the winds and shivers
Because she's so scared that we forget
That every moment counts.

she pleads with me
My shadow, dancing, looming into nothing
And when I look back, it's so clear
That the silent are forgotten
(For time is darker than any shadow's cast)

And I dream of her
As fleeting as the butterfly
For all I have are fantasies
Of what Tomorrow may be.

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 268 [topic] => 14 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )

Bona Nox

Contributed by EternitysLyre on Wednesday, 15th October 2008 @ 12:33:04 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes

---she calls to me.
desperate, wordless, endless
like she isn't sure that I'll be here at tomorrow's end
when the noise and bustle that she hates so much
is gone.

she sings to me--
In the crickets, with the winds and shivers
Because she's so scared that we forget
That every moment counts.

she pleads with me
My shadow, dancing, looming into nothing
And when I look back, it's so clear
That the silent are forgotten
(For time is darker than any shadow's cast)

And I dream of her
As fleeting as the butterfly
For all I have are fantasies
Of what Tomorrow may be.

Copyright © EternitysLyre ... [ 2008-10-15 00:33:04]
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Re: Bona Nox (User Rating: 1 )
by lnnie on Wednesday, 15th October 2008 @ 12:30:48 PM AEST
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Oh, it you. Well this is priceless and breath-taking.
Love the shadow metaphor, the longing, the point about time is precious, i was there with nature and the sounds. You set the stage beautifully,.
It had a story, a picture, a point and a beginning, middle and an end- all things I strive for in a poem,
but most of all the sense that a real human being wrote the words.
You have the gift.

Re: Bona Nox (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 18th October 2008 @ 07:15:22 PM AEST
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Ah, dreams of tomorrow and to forget of yesterday's past. A beautiful dream you have written about here.

Thanks,

Tim

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