'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
what the hell was He smoking
our hearts with they'er wounded pride become
sadist that seek to release upon the souls
once bared for all to see
bigger scars than they received
living with hollow hearts filled with wrath
tears you apart
an this is better than never having loved at all ?
~ D Donner ~
Merry Christmas, Dan
I am vociferously chuckling at rhis poem. What was he smoking? I can't stop laughing. I dropped in to say Happy Christmas Eve, I wish you solace and grace, calm and perspective for the holiday. Just listened to "Walking In The Air" by Aled Jones on UTube for quite a while, a 3rd year holiday tradition. I read one of my favorite poets for an hour, Wallace Stevens (on the internet free). Also, a part of my Christmas Eve tradition. I thank you for your kindness since we met here at Postpoems. You helped me in ways you don't know, but let me tell you. You made life better. You do that very well. Peace, my friend and poetry pal - Yours as a writer to a great bard - Stella Crews.
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