Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Veils Of Mist
Usually I can’t peek through
the veils of mist
that shroud your memory
but every once in a while
I catch a faint glimpse
of who you were
and not seldom
it leaves me torn
between the lie that was
and the truth that is
Unsure of what to think
or how to feel
like waking up
from a bad dream
and knowing you're safe
but still unable to shake
that feeling of unease
©2009 Fenny
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Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Mistflarden
Meestal zie ik niets
door de flarden van mist
die de herinnering aan jou
aan mijn geestesoog onttrekken
maar af en toe
vang ik een vluchtige glimp op
van wie je was
en niet zelden
laat het me verscheurd achter
tussen de leugen die was
en de waarheid die is
Onzeker wat te denken
of te voelen
een beetje zoals ontwaken
uit een akelige droom
weten dat je veilig bent
maar toch niet in staat
om het gevoel van beklemming
af te schudden
©2009 Fenny
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Well, your new year is off to a rollicking start with some brilliant poems, Fenny. I love the way you manipulate syntax - "not seldom it leaves me torn". Great. Evocative. Stirring.
Kat
Posted by: Poetikat | Tuesday, January 06, 2009
//and knowing you're safe
but still unable to shake
that feeling of unease//
that's were the depression starts...
Posted by: saravana raja | Friday, January 09, 2009
:)
Posted by: Nick | Monday, June 22, 2009
Beklemmend en intens.....
Posted by: Momo Luna | Sunday, October 18, 2009
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