Open Poetry #46 |
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The Poet's Gift |
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rvall New Member
since 2010-10-21
Posts 8 |
You are in my peripheral vision but when I go to focus, you disappear. Were you ever there to begin with or is my mind also trying to torture me? I will fight back by writing this poem. Here, we are etched, forever Here we are together in love and happy. What actually happened does not stand a chance in my poem. Here, we never have hurt each other. Here, we are still smiling at each other. Here, we spend our nights with each other. This is still my poem: Where we hold hands, Make love, Share stories, No longer cry. Here you still love me, and I no longer miss you, because you are right here. Only in this poem. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a poem comes from a heart may your heart be filled with your significant other and you continue to write your poetry |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Enjoyed reading this! Part of a true poet's gift is indeed a fighting spirit---and not in vain, either. |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
It is our gift to dream so that we might keep and share them with those that have forgotten how. ebm |
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