Open Poetry #38 |
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pmul76 New Member
since 2006-06-02
Posts 8 |
I used to belong here But now I have changed As has this place I ve seen so many people come and go While Thousands of my daydreams vanished In this cruel place of comfort We would get by on hopes But they rarely panned out Now we’re on the ropes The end will come sooner then later As our numbers dwindle I’ll recollect it all Before I collect myself and move ahead |
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Marge Tindal![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
PM~ 'cruel place of comfort' ??? Hm, surely you can't be speaking of the hallowed halls of PiP here, right ? Of course not ! 'As our numbers dwindle' ? Whew ... I should have comprehended it all before beginning my reply ... for the PiP numbers sure aren't dwindling ... they are growing by leaps and bounds~ With this site, as well as other Internet poetry sites, some come and go ... but that's the nature of the beast that compels us to seek our own comfort zone~ I am SO comfortable here~ PiP is of course, in my opinion, the best of the best that the Internet has to offer~ A home with many rooms, library shelves filled to overflowing with volumes of so many talented writers~ Even those who 'used to belong here' manage to find themselves coming back home~ We like it when that happens cause we know we must be doing something soooo right~ Welcome home *Huglets* ![]() ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
it does happen that way, doesn't it? ![]() |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
I like it. :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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pmul76 New Member
since 2006-06-02
Posts 8 |
Marge Tindal the poem isn't about the fourms here its about one of my jobs and and how it seems as if I have been there forever. The line about "as our number dwindels" refers to my close friends at the place quiting. but after I wrote the poem I realized that this is a recurring situation in my life. thanks for your comments pmul76 |
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