Poem “Dead Poet”

 
~Dead Poet~
 
This sleepless night met by the early heat of the day
reflection of time passing by
this state somewhere in middle earth
neither awake or at sleep
but with an body heavy
and deep
Creation in a mist a flux of a moment
painting the image of me
where nights kept whole
broken by the day
to this nature
given view
 
Stefan 2010*
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