Open Poetry #31 |
Show and Tell |
Always Lisa Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 133 |
Show and Tell Show him all those photos when I lived to write Tell him how my sprite burned a bit too bright. Show him words of plain and out of sort to some... Death can be a need to make a person numb. Tell him that the poet feels a bit too deep Show him lines that lock in words for him to keep. Tell him that my season was a passing thought. Show him all my words that stood for depth I've fought. Tell him that the spring gives birth and new days dawn Show him how to love his life when I am gone. Always Lisa, copyright April 2004 |
||
© Copyright 2004 Always Lisa - All Rights Reserved | |||
Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Lisa, this is a very deep, and hurting write. At least it is to me. Why not show him all of this now? A few words speak volumes. hugs, Chris |
||
Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Excellent... keep writing, share your gift. |
||
passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
terrific piece! |
||
Kicking Kim Member
since 2001-04-16
Posts 426Cloud Cucko Land! |
WOW, This is a very heartfelt piece. Tell him as much as you can now, because we never know when the last tomorrow will come!! ^*~Kimberley~*^ "Theres no posession, just obsession and growing depression" |
||
Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Lisa~ Very nice. I saw this as being written to a son... But I also make stories up in my head about strangers...so I could be wrong.. Susan "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
||
Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Very nice indeed...Enjoyed. Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |