Open Poetry #37 |
The Great Divide |
XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
She'd tremble, when I'd look off in the distance. She always hoped I'd take her by the hand. There may be some letters with some misprints Saying something about our future travelling plans. There's a tear stained rocky wall that seperates me from all of those who dare to draw too near. I guess by now, she tells her friends she hates me. I can almost feel the burning in my ears. There were so many differences between us. And the distances were far too great to cross. In her wildest dreams I know she's seen us, but I don't think she ever stopped to count the cost. I'm grateful for these memories of affection; But my hearts packed up and my minds already gone. I'd rather leave her, weeping from rejection than see her broken by the road I'm travelling on. In the dark and lonely canyon, where my heart hides I still hear the echo of every tear she cried. Lord knows that she tried to scale that wall so tall and wide But she's still on the other side of the Great Divide. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
There will always be divisions... it is afterall how life is formed. Good write, Sir. |
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Musicmaker1969
since 2000-06-25
Posts 589Peterborough, Ontario Canada |
Such a sad poem, almost like a sad cowboy blues song. It is true that sometimes the walls are just too high for the one person to climb to get to the other side. Sometimes it is easier, although still hard, to move on, than to stick around and have more heartache on both sides. Blessings, Sheri Adams Jesus lives in my heart! He can in yours too!!! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Understanding this all too well....*hugs* |
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