Perfect Poet Award – Windowpane

I don’t want to spend another night at my window,
I should have outgrown this, now everything’s changed,
but I can’t shake this feeling, I can’t find the proof,
that everything’s not still
just
the
same.

Empty pill packets to force me to sleep,
an image of you, the last thing I see,
an image of me, once again in the corner,
I see you, but do you
ever
see
me?

The moon sits alone in velvet sky.
voices of neighbours who never knew my name,
I stand here waiting, waiting for you,
the clock reaches midnight,
I’m
by
the
windowpane.

(c) 2008

Thank you very much for the award; it’s very, very appreciated. I nominate Charles L Mashburn / Marbles In My Pocket.

http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/

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4 Comments

  1. Your poem is brilliant,especially the last few lines of every para,which are endearing.But I like your poem more because of its ability to show me a sense of ‘world apart’.It makes me see a world,that I could perhaps have never seen myself,since the nature of perception dictates so.Thanks for that. :-)

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