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twilight (Free verse) by geewhiz1962 It's the end of day, time for reflection.
How did I live it? could it be the last?
Was there gusto? Was it an exception?
Who did I touch? It went by so fast.
Shall I wake at dawn without remorse?
Will I dream great things, Inspiring scenes?
Let me start new and follow a fresh course.
Down time for me between day and dreams.
This time is so crucial, it revitalizes me.
It gives me hope, sparks imagination.
People I need, things I want to see.
Time just for me, what a sensation.
This twilight of the day, closure of hours.
Lonely, alone and sorting things out.
Thinking it over and discovering my powers.
Twilight
8/11/0
Up the ladder:
Mistaken Battlefields
Down the ladder:
You and I
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 4.2
Posted: August 11, 2003 6:16 PM PDT; Last modified: August 11, 2003 6:16 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.904638 Overall Rank: 9827 Comments:
OK at least shows signs of wanting to get to grips with the subject
This is the kind of end of the day meditation that my co-workers would love and make copies of and pass around the office. Didn't work as well as a poem, for me.
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Although I do like "discovering my powers."