"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Hope So Faint

Hope so faint
That dreams
Sit weak
In the soul
Wringing
Their hands




©Susie Clevenger 2011


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