so you got it out
and so they love
i hear crushed leaves under your feet
i am not sorry
i have wondered
but always reassured
things were done
some still aren't
have you ever watched the ending first?
then seen the movie whole?
only to be drawn away when the telephone rings
you know what happens
but why does it feel incomplete?
you got out
but i left
makes you think
i can see the picnic shadows
and taste them through my eyes
all those leaves,...
crushed,
under your feet
Wow! i started reading some of your poems and i was just amazed at how you managed to explain things that are even going through MY mind! Your poems have a beautiful way about them that made me wanting more and more. Good works, and keep me posted! :)
-Greg