Sitting Alone In The Woods MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   A hummingbird

idling in the air

Flutters into the imagination of


the ambulance driver

curing the lacquered tongues of the ignorant

broken in an argument

He smells the laughter, hears the tears,

but sees nothing except empty thoughts

of cold coffee mugs and stale, dry crackers

My mind races

I take a nervous drag

from his cigarette

The wind suddenly rips through the trees

In the distance, a lonely dog howls

and a bumblebee anxiously zips through the air

looking for a place to hide

"Does anybody have a light?"

A spark of the imagination will do

The trees are getting cold

"Would you like a cup of tea?"

Perhaps it is time to rake the leaves

An ominous sky hovers over me

like an overprotective parent

or maybe it is

"What is a girl like you doing in a place like this?"

She takes another drag

then wakes up to the gentle nudge

of a wet nose, and warm tongue licking

her tear-streaked face

The sun makes its debut performance

in the middle of the night

as the moon peeks through the clouds

casting an eerie light on anything that gets in its way

Ashes fall like rain to the ground

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on Jul. 25 2011 at 1:22 pm
luckynumber_13, Also Omitting This, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"If you were born without wings, do not prevent them from growing." --Coco Chanel

I absolutely love this. It's do i put it? I think poetically random is the best description. I really feel the imagination in this poem. You're definitely a kindred spirit. Awesome, awesome job :D


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