Anxiety

Anxiety

A Poem by Angel Bella
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by: D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

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THE hoar-frost crumbles in the sun, 
The crisping steam of a train Melts in the air, 
while two black birds 
Sweep past the window again.  
 Along the vacant road, a red Bicycle approaches;
I wait In a thaw of anxiety, 
for the boy To leap down at our gate.  
 He has passed us by; 
but is it Relief that starts in my breast? 
Or a deeper bruise of knowing that still 
She has no rest.

© 2013 Angel Bella


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"Or a deeper bruise of knowing "
Anxiety, the very real emotion that sneaks up on you taking you away ,down a sleepy river, laid back lounging your paddle loose in your palm, then wham your flipped where did these rapids come from?
Me too, Oh Torreon,
A Poem by lee von cleef my anxiety.


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Angel Bella

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You are welcomed along with your precious words.



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"Or a deeper bruise of knowing "
Anxiety, the very real emotion that sneaks up on you taking you away ,down a sleepy river, laid back lounging your paddle loose in your palm, then wham your flipped where did these rapids come from?
Me too, Oh Torreon,
A Poem by lee von cleef my anxiety.


Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Bella

10 Years Ago

You are welcomed along with your precious words.

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