PLACID SKIES By Moonjava I remember placid skies And how they lied in the reflection of your eyes Remembering it, I live again And a smile slowly makes its way across my face The hardest thing to know Is that it all lies in my hands In the blink of an eye, we could have it all back But there's fear in my heart about cutting you slack Why can't I just accept your flaws They cut away at me like lumberjack's saws When you won't give up All that I despise It's hard for me to realize That in some way you still love me. All the confusion For one moment dies Looking back on The once-placid skies.
i likes it lots, it captures the emotion very well, and i think its one a lot of people can relate to
this whole poem is really phallic to me... through the whole thing I was thinking about the word "flaccid"... i think its because it rhymes with "placid" and then the word "slack" is at the end of that really long line... but maybe it's because I'm just insane. anyways, I think the first stanza is pretty stand-alone in the poetry department. the rest is just baggage. and wtf, where did the lumberjack come from?
Wow, I guess this is the type of poem that you either love or don't like at all... Maybe I'll reword it.
