Open Poetry #24 |
Shivers By Day and Night |
dhicks03 Member
since 2002-12-26
Posts 267Missouri,USA |
Empty bench in the garden the quiet flaking snow fell, making all around him silent As was he, hushed as well Stood a single red rose Its petals still fresh as spring He watched as the flakes formed Upon the rose, a blanket One by one falling, No two flakes the same A chill brought forth the shivers by day and night Still, the man could always be found Watching his rose, his silent prose Always watching, uttering nary a sound He had known the simple meaning Behind a single rose Once given to the one he loved Now quietly he watched the redeeming His eyes would never blink or close Still the snow fell silent, from above A tear would today turn to ice So not a single one would be shed Just the cold would have to suffice For frozen in time the man stood dead No movement or emotions were shown Silence seemed to be the golden rule And underneath the snow, a statue of stone At the bottom chiseled this single word…“Fool” Copyright © 2002 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved By Author |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
geez... this is sad |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Sad yes...and moving. Great work! Eric |
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