Poetry of Life Poet Nick Cossa

07-15-01
First Place winner in Poetry of Life's Poetry Contest

1st place poem titled "Alone in the Dark"

1st place poem
"Alone in the Dark"

Unto the dying forces of light Whose shadows surrender their darkened night. I pray thee live in morrow's sight.

Without thee, I cry Where thy vibrant rays do not fly. For my vitality dwells deep within thane eye.

Unto the falling flock of stars I marvel upon thee from afar. Thy brightened beauty is so bizarre.

Without thee, I'm offbeat I am but the mud beneath her cleat. For thou vanquishing, vivacious vibes were elite.

Unto the merry music of the day I bow to the melodic Mendelssohn she portrayed. Such splendor left me in jollity of disarray.

Without thee, I'm lost Where sound does not exhaust. For lacking her glorious glee does me great cost.

Unto the tired drought of time I surrender to her exquisiteness like the drop of a dime. Devoid of her my life is sour like a lime.

Without thee, I wither Where she is not, I begin to dither. For this melancholy melts me into a downward slither.

Unto the dying forces of light Whose shadows surrender their darkened night. I pray thee live in morrow's sight.

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