Saturday, April 07, 2007

Second Group Poem

Add a line to this poem. I will link to your blog, in this post, to give you credit for the line.

Reverberations by PWB poets


Like a drunk breaks glass, you
shattered

this frozen lake for her swan coloured
silence,

muzzling the angelic sound she belted out
past mountain pass and winter’s heart.

Turbulent sediment churns amidst her broken dreams.
Her soul lies naked in wanting.

You collect this yearning, a messenger of her silence,
in her sigh, immeasurable in depth and seemily endless.





The poets who wrote this, in the order their line appears,

Sara
CrimsonFlaw
Clockwork Chris
Poefrika
Rose
Getzapped
GoGo
TJ

7 comments:

crimsonflaw said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered

this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence

Clockworkchris said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered

this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence

Muzzling the angelic sound she belted out

Rethabile said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered
this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence,
muzzling the angelic sound she belted out
past mountain pass and winter’s heart

brian said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered
this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence,
muzzling the angelic sound she belted out
past mountain pass and winter’s heart

Turbulent sediment churns amidst her broken dreams.

Rose

xo

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getzapped said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered
this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence,
muzzling the angelic sound she belted out
past mountain pass and winter’s heart

Turbulent sediment churns amidst her broken dreams.

"her soul lies naked in wanting"

GoGo said...

Like a drunk breaks glass, you shattered
this frozen lake for her swan coloured silence,
muzzling the angelic sound she belted out
past mountain pass and winter’s heart

Turbulent sediment churns amidst her broken dreams.

"her soul lies naked in wanting"
You collect this yearning, a messenger of her silence,

TJ said...

in her sigh
immeasurable in depth and seemily endless.