code: IH3 - Grim by Ggarrett
Dark, sensual, goth-tinted fantasy.
50 pages (Booklet)
Samples of poetry -
Beside The One I Love
Day Breaks Dull
Beside The One I Love
Beside the one I love the best
I stand,
And, with him, watch the rhythmic tide of life
Run,
Turn
And run again.
With him I feel a certain liberation,
They are there,
But I am not,
They live and die,
But I do not.
With him
All time is sweet, serene and structureless,
With him
All time is mellow meltedness.
© Ggarrett 2003
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Day Breaks Dull
Day breaks dull,
My pretty friend,
We are dipped in ash,
We are caught in the lull,
Trapped
In the airless realm of the bed,
In the cage, in the skull, in the aching head.
Unable to sleep,
Yet unable to rise,
Unable to reach blue-hopeful skies.
No wings,
Just useless, sordid things,
Old cups and saucers,
Books and bones,
Your open mouth,
Those roughly
Physical shuddering moans.
No hope, no home, no sea, no land.
We must lie again,
Lie again,
Hand in hand.
© Ggarrett 2003
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