Open Poetry #23 |
In Closing |
Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA |
How do you take your coffee? Or would you prefer tea? I'm glad you finally found the time, To sit and talk with me. I may not be attractive... And I'm no longer young; But I've long felt you had a hand, The time the stars were hung. When we were in our twenties, We were guided by our eyes. We wanted everything we saw, At last we realize... The things that are in important, In people, prose, or art... Are not the ones which catch the eye, But those that touch the heart. I've long been drawn by something, I could not put in words. It dwelt in everything you said, In everything I heard. Perhaps the chance for us is gone- But now at last I find... The things about you that I love: Your heart, your soul, your mind. So now I'll close my missal, Though doing so is hard... Here's wishing to you all my best, And fondest of regards. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Gunslinger .... I like this alot. Direct...but soft. Well done. Bob |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I love the directness of your poems. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Oh, John, this really touched me deep within. I think I have a new favorite by you! |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
John, this is beautifully written. It really touched my heart. Thanks for sharing. Love To All, Ethel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very passionate I think. |
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