The air smells of rain
and the sea
Breathless in the wind
cold down to borrowed bones
that recoil from the horror
while a mind creeps ever closer to the knowing
that rages in skies above
I walk in the rain and am baptized
Even the pain is pleasure
Salvation lies naked in the dark
cold marble her bed
wishing the pillars would crumble
and let in the light of the moon
like they did once before
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I found this in the notes on my phone from last July and realized I never posted it. Oops.
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Mitchel David Ring 
10 responses to “Forgotten Note”
Nice to hear your voice once more.
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Thank you Dawn (: More to come in the next few days!
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Something scary about this poem. Good writing.
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Thank you! And I agree–’tis the season for scary stuff I suppose. Cheers (:
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Long time no see my friend. Glad to read your poetry once again.
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Thank you Sol (:
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Very well written, and dark and a bit eerie. I really like it. Glad you are back Mitchel!
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Thanks so much Jai! I appreciate you reading. Cheers (:
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Haunting and excellent
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Thank you! (: cheers
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