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Open Poetry #36

A Lonely Walk

evomx5
Member

since 2005-07-11

Posts 52
Atlanta, GA

0 posted 2005-07-20 01:26 PM

It’s cold outside, the trees are bare
Her breath hangs heavy in the air
Bundled up from head to toe
With no place special for her to go

Down the street, on the snow covered walk
Mr. Riley, in front of his shop, wants to talk
She stops a minute to chat with her friend
Wishes him well as their pleasantries end

She likes to walk to clear her mind
Of how he left her far behind
And took another for his own
Killing the love that she had sown

Reaching the café, she starts to go in
When she sees him there with his new girlfriend
Laughing and talking, kissing her cheek
The despair in her heart has reached its peak

Turning around and walking away
This bright, cold morning has turned to gray
She traces her steps back to her home
Never has she felt any more alone

It’s cold inside, her life is bare
Her love hangs heavy in the air
She wanted him from head to toe
But now she has to let him go.

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

1 posted 2005-07-20 02:16 PM

Okay Mike, fess up do you also write prose? If you do - start plugging it in there will you, as your stories are absolutely marvelous!

SimplyGold
Senior Member

since 2002-07-10

Posts 1453

2 posted 2005-07-20 04:19 PM

Wow, great story. Enjoyed this very much.

SG

SEA

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Member Seraphic

since 2000-01-18

Posts 22676
with you

3 posted 2005-07-20 05:01 PM

a touching write, for sure

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

4 posted 2005-07-21 01:24 AM

Had a few of these lonely walks...and a few that weren't so lonely...James

A Romantic Heart
Member Ascendant

since 1999-09-03

Posts 5496
Forever In Your Heart

5 posted 2005-07-21 03:57 AM

I loved how you placed the setting in the snow, and how cold and lonely her heart felt near the end.

I love romantic love stories~

~ARH

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take - but by the moments that take our breath away."

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