Open Poetry #48 |
February |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Now unloved You’ve moved To the end Of an unlit aisle A darkened corridor I do not go into willingly Having always other And better things to do Sometimes for weeks I forget your name It drifts in the air Asking for you To which I answer Who? To that man I was The heart he had Still there’s something Faintly sad When I watch him Disappear . [This message has been edited by Huan Yi (02-07-2012 11:37 AM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You define the "faintly sad" very powerfully. Margherita |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Indeed, sad but very powerful words. Ida |
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