My Grandmother's family prayer was written in Ye Olde Scottish and is very similar to this.
I like the idea of hopelessness till dawn, there really is something about the night and all it holds.
It strikes me as a sort of Ode to the Sun in a way. Especially the first few lines.
Very enjoyable and although it is slightly cryptic in parts it is quite fascinating.
You must not be a morning person. I'm a night person myself so if that's the case, I commiserate!
I swear I see that same guy (avatar)every morning, only his coffee cup is even larger.Plus there is coffee spilled all over the white carpet.
I wasn't exectly sure what to make of this poem. I assumed it could be a guy just waking up and not quite coherent yet?
Mornings will do that to you.
Am even I close?
If not, please explain whenever you get a moment.
I am truly intrigued.
I have got to give you extreme credit on this write Blue Monk
This form of writing is not easy to pull off and you made it look entirely too easy
You have Great Talent my Friend
Please dont waste It!!!!
I will see you in the forum
This poem is a genius form of writing, and I am sure it is very difficult to create, because I can not create something so well as you did here. I love it. I always love poetry that makes me think and try to figure out, it is almost as if it is a puzzle for your own mind to figure out, and as soon as you figure it out you understand more of what the writer was saying inside of his poetry and understand the feelings inside of it. I love deciphering things like this. I got the same that latentlyrical got on his comment.