Open Poetry #40 |
Love (Love among the ruins challenge) |
Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
The ghost of charcoaled bus Looks at the crying heart Painfully blooming its flowers In the morning dew The newly opened eyes Try hard to swallow the falls Of thousands and thousand young With their blind souls At this dawn of June Rain washes up what is down Wind blows back what is gone Mist walks chained memory around. I stood there With a note from unknown “To the girl of next door” In color brown |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Interesting poem -- I like the images you have painted. A |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Bao~ 'At this dawn of June Rain washes up what is down Wind blows back what is gone Mist walks chained memory around.' I especially love the 'mist walks chained memory around'~ Hope your day is sunny and bright~ The tropical storm has moved out ... and the day is beautiful here~ My regards to hubby and those adorable children~ *HUGLETS* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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