Open Poetry #46 |
I Sit Here Missing You |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
I’d like to have a cabin, by a rushing mountain stream. With a lovely mountain meadow, I could lay upon and dream. I’d sit there by my window when the ground was deep with snow, And walk anew that memory lane, I trod so long ago. I guess the books deceived me, with their tales of love and bliss- I never would have thought that I, would wind up here like this. My memories of bygone days, a somber shadow cast- To make my future days look gray, and lonely as the past. I would walk along the stream there, in my mind you’re at my side. A victim long since left behind, by foolishness and pride. We’d talk about those children, dear; the ones we never had... When I see what pride has cost me, it leaves me, oh, so sad. I made my choices freely, and I guess I knew full well- The pathway that I chose to walk, could be a living hell... Somewhere I read, or someone said, “To thine ownself be true”- And so I’ve been, but in the end- I sit here missing you. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
John, I like this so very much. You write so damned well. Thank you, A |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Another sad and lonely writing.You write it true. latearrival |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Our view of the world is so different when we are young and we are busy living "our time" instead of just remembering it. Ida |
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markd New Member
since 2010-02-23
Posts 4 |
Hey that's good really good. The words of the Bon Jovi song spring to mind syraight away "Shot through the heart, and your to blame,you give love a bad name". Touching piece of work there man. |
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