Open Poetry #27 |
Missing You |
peppermint35 Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1106Texas, USA |
Why are Sundays the worst While missing you Sunday is a day of rest My mind won't let that happen It's busy second-guessing itself Pondering on the why's and what if's A strange thought intrudes on this Perhaps its even true How can I truly be missing you I don't even know who you are Pepper "A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth." Percy Bysshe Shelley [This message has been edited by peppermint35 (07-06-2003 11:11 AM).] |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Maybe you miss not knowing who they are...James |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
pepper: I relate to this in a different way Dont know if this is what you meant but: I often think of it like this: sadness for what was and questioning of what is to be nice job xxoo |
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peppermint35 Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1106Texas, USA |
Yes, that's where I was going.. Glad you enjoyed it. I keep trying.. and sometimes.. I even get there.. Pepper |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
Oooh you have no idea how much meaning this holds for me, especially right now... It is said the Creator has taken a handful of South Wind and given each newborn Arabian the power of flight without wings |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Peppermint, this is a very thought-provoking poem...which is good. Sometimes relationships are hard to figure out....especially after they are over. Hugs Ethel |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Beautiful and poignant. Eric |
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