Open Poetry #33 |
Hand held in hand |
RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk |
Distant dreams fell into distant places laced into the word of many emotions we faced the distance together hand held in hand growing like flowers, wild, free spirits going wild Through the storms of every battle friendship turned our way the laughter and giggles shared on a journey to save the mother earth never bothered us kept us going on and strong You always tried to be the one walking by myside if we walked on sand your footsteps would be next to mine sometimes only mine lay wet to dry because I carried you along the shore in my arms one day But now I stand underneath a greater man his shadow keeping me in the shade never forgetting he took you away that night and in the morning light I wept not caring of the ones that watched my weakened side Travelled towards your last known place needed to tell you my feelings it wasn’t friendship I found from the start it was the longing to be apart of you, yours But looking now upon a blood-stained floor lodged in my voice a stoned filled with pain trying to whisper words of love for the very first time you were now by myside the way you wanted to be Instead of walking hand held in hand in this life broken promises sank in the lake I laid my feelings down with you knowing now not love but hate searching out your killer knowing I was too late Why did you have to leave my side? slip into the afterlife taken on that boat that sailed away leaving me far behind with the tears I cried All I’ve ever wanted to say is aeris! I love you come back to me stay… please don’t leave alone in life i enjoyed your footprints you left in my mind… |
||
© Copyright 2004 Lee Hepworth - All Rights Reserved | |||
JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very interesting read. Nice art work too. Enjoyed the story. JL |
||
MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
got me crying |
||
iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I watch these animations with my son enough to think that is what this poem is about. It is lovely; you did a great job and when he gets home from his vacation, I'm going to share this with him. Or, perhaps you've used this as an analogy; in any case, bravo! ....jo |
||
inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
lovely lines here....... growing like flowers, wild, free spirits going wild |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |