Open Poetry #36 |
Last Goodbye |
Foxyoasis Senior Member
since 2003-06-10
Posts 974Atlantic Beach,Fla |
The sun how it beats upon me as her crimson red lips graze his skin one last time The tears that are shed, the bed that will never be warm again. The flowers are placed down the grave is dressed up once more. The Memorial of the past is repeated. Like Poetry inmotion for the living. The Clouds past the rain comes by as a glimmer of hope a rainbow sprays the dawn sky,As everyone watches the dearly departed saids goodbye once last time Fool me once shame on you.....Fool me twice shame on me..... |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Said for all of us I think Bodger |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
I enjoyed this. I recently experienced this feeling and can relate. "I have gone away. The bed is cold and empty. Trees bend their boughs toward the earth. And nighttime birds float as black faces." |
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