#367. still finginning (for the ghosts of ny

August 27, 2010

laying awake
with my life
ready to go

with the shades
of new york
flickering

black and white
almost
overwhelming

the traffic
and people
but all silent

as time
is terrible
and sweet

as the sharing
of words
often is

5 Responses to “#367. still finginning (for the ghosts of ny”

  1. zevstar said

    a year and a day since i started this blog. a poem every day. wow. life-changing.

  2. bluebee said

    I cannot pinpoint what quite it is that speaks to me in this piece, but it does – for me it evokes the intensity of the feeling of being completely alone with one’s thoughts on waking, a raw sense of being alive.

  3. Evelyn said

    “Time is terrible and sweet as the sharing of words often is.”
    That makes my heart ache…

  4. zevstar said

    makes my heart ache too

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