Tag: regrets
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THE SPIRAL STUMBLES
An odd feeling passed over me this night Cast from memories to paper the wall of my room How the wind howls and seeks an entry to my soul Where with barbs it would lay waste without recourse And show me the insignificance of my life The blazing fire of anger shared The paths walked…
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THE SHADOWS OF THE MORNING LIGHT
THE SHADOWS OF THE MORNING LIGHT Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn Poet in the Rain Productions Sure t’is the morning of regrets When memory doth not forget neglects, And stabs the soul with a cutting stone, And one finds they are all alone Sure t’is a fine tormenting day When memories come that should not…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 