Open Poetry #50 |
Death Of The Poet: The Candle And The Flame |
Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
They all came to his wake yet nobody spoke They all stared for hours but he never woke, A man went around with a bucket for tears They couldn’t see it coming, but he had for years He had died long ago but no one could know it He had to remain living life as a poet They each held their hearts up high toward the sky, asking the clouds why he had to die They realized too late that his love was alone He had died in misery with his heart turned to stone, They say he called out but not one heard whose name... Some blame the candle...and some blame the flame ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Bluesy this is a doozy! You out did yourself with this one. Love the storyline and the ending. Ya done good! ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Excellent, in-depth story line, and it happens more than people think. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Very nice of you, Miss Lori. Thank you so much! ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Thanks, Jerry! I appreciate your comments. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
So sad...This one tugs at the heart-strings ~ Enjoyed reading as always ~ Alana |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Thank you for seeing into the sensitive side, Miss Pinky. Moods should never exceed mellow and neither should our speech be tainted as our respects are paid. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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