Judged of the past
Sin Tense
without trial
sentence
without punctuation
Exilocution
In the Wilderness
I am reborn
faceless
foreign
but friendly.
Howdy, Neighbor!
I love this place these people
I smile they smile
I greet they greet
We’re friendly
Friend-like
I like you like
we are
Neighbors
Friends-by-Proxy
I know you know
I’m nobody to you
but you are my world
you show me life
right where I live
you are the me
I wish I could be
Strong in your world
my world
see me see you
I hide you smile
you smile I smile
you live I live
I live where you live
you see me see you
See you, Neighbor
I live
I love
I am Forgiven.
Crazy Annie
02282012
Let Freedom Ring…
Feb 28, 2012 @ 08:51:00
Crazy Annie is wise, she is an old soul. Old Soul to soul I too am herr neighbor. So thankful for the friendship and her time.
Loved the title too.
Feb 28, 2012 @ 11:48:54
Thank you, Baroness. Yes, my Dear, we are definitely neighbors… and I’m thankful for you. Blessed Be.
Feb 28, 2012 @ 09:35:56
Wow Crazy Annie…wow…what an incredible poem…powerful images, both presented, and evoked.
Feb 28, 2012 @ 11:51:48
Thank you, Maya. It was an incredible revelation…sort of a condensation, really. Thank you so much for stopping by, reading, and taking the time to comment. Blessed Be.
Mar 01, 2012 @ 00:47:30
Very vivid, very felt.
Mar 01, 2012 @ 09:24:06
Thank you.