Open Poetry #2 |
Mourning Glory |
The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
In the meadow by the valley, under the sea, is where we stood, looking upon love and its glory, or maybe the better word is gory, for now she lies under the molten sea, waiting for me, i hurt her more, without a touch, then a whisper, wild and silent, speak no more to me, ive lost the world today, to get it back i would tempt my sanity ------------------ |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Another good one. Very sad with a feeling of despair. You capture these emotions well. ------------------ Denise |
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roxane Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 505us |
this is great. it made me so sad. I especially liked the play on the words "glory" and "gory" Keep it up |
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