Feeling Lonely on a Saturday Evening

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Open Poetry #39

Feeling Lonely on a Saturday Evening

themute
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since 2006-05-08

Posts 469
Maryland

0 posted 2006-10-15 12:18 PM

I feel so deathly ‘lone
So now the silence curdles bone
My melancholic words replace
The gleeful sounds of sudden grace
From whence, I’ve never seen the place

Oh her face, a beauty left me dying
Thus forlorn inside this room
Left to sound, as doth the loon
The loon doth croon at half past day
The face that left my heart this way

What fates doth shine in darkened skies
To break the hearts of men and woman
I wish my heart would soon to rise
This sun doth fall so, as an omen

I wished but for one thing always
For love as true as ice and fire
But ne’er my heart was held so near
I’ll ne’er be loved till end, I fear
My dying flame shall light my pyre

I am the two-toed wanderer

jarrett
Member

since 2006-05-10

Posts 72
Ut, USA

1 posted 2006-10-15 09:54 PM

I wished but for one thing always
For love as true as ice and fire
But ne’er my heart was held so near
I’ll ne’er be loved till end, I fear
My dying flame shall light my pyre

I loved these lines. This was a great poem. Thanks for sharing it.
Patricia Jarrett

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