Timid Fire
A Poem by
Edward Clay
The title fell in my head, and out came this ...
Distant light shining;
with eyes closed,
I stare at the sun.
© 2008 Edward Clay
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its orange isnt it? ;)
Posted 14 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
simple and sweet. it's like a photograph.
Posted 14 Years Ago
simple and sweet. it's like a photograph.
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
It's easy to stare with your eyes closed.. Just keep what you've seen with you, and continue looking deeper.. :)..
Sometimes the lightest touch hits you the hardest..
Posted 14 Years Ago
It's easy to stare with your eyes closed.. Just keep what you've seen with you, and continue looking deeper.. :)..
Sometimes the lightest touch hits you the hardest..
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
I like how you are saying your eyes are closed but you are still staring..
Nice and short.
I liked it.
Posted 14 Years Ago
I like how you are saying your eyes are closed but you are still staring..
Nice and short.
I liked it.
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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Added on February 12, 2008
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Edward Clay The land of wherever, just south of Nowhere.
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"So where you headed in this old broken town, where the day glow orange of the midnight moon is the warmth you gather around? What's there to see apart from the dusty nights under sewn matress skies, ..
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