Know not I

by onthebus2002

Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-11-24 13:46:00

Know not I
he whispered
Know not silent thought
desires un met,
a tangible weave
to knowledge
Know not.
I.
I who have cast light
over smooth stones
to rough the surface
with glint and glee.
No,
you know not me.
Know not I,
he pleaded
with sorrows hand
held by his side
Know not I
for,
when you with harsh song
do chide me so
there is nothing taken
yet given
still, with breath
on beauty’s skin.
I know not,
Sighed
Know not I.

Haze