Panic Attack
January 4th, 2007 at 5:01 pm by Colleen (Colleen's Poetry)
fitful truth
piece within peace
marvelous dancer incarnate
found like sickle cells
on museum walls
in crimson and orange bubblets
drapes on my mind and shaking hands
a summoning cloth
my chest grows taut in silence
beat per beat
in fire drummer hammers
my eyelids collide with the future
garage doors pulling themselves
open with the Genie electric
call of my shotgun alarm clock
I rise and continue
and continue to rise
because the arrow of time flies forward
neil said,
May 5th, 2007 at 8:19 pm
id forgotten how beautifully you use words, the rest i remember! x