Open Poetry #49 |
In the watches of the night |
jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
I look for you in the glow of starlight I feel your presence though I am stone and you become a mysterious torment a whisper in a place with eerie keening. I collapse in my knees, stunned and passive pain beats like a soundless drum you carried away the magic of our past. All I have left is mere bravado. In the watches of the night I suspect daylight will be brief time is an illusion for you're not there the reality of our love a flimsy veil. @jjote |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ring the bells of a lost lover, hearken to the words pleading in vain, only to arrive at "a place with eerie keening." You have bewailed a lost love's credo for millions who are of the same fate. Very well said, jjote. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
As usual you have hit the right button in saying what I mean to say in this poem. thanks |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed reading this....james |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Sad, but very efficiently rendered, dear Josefina! Love, Margherita |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Thanks James and Margherita for dropping by |
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