love unspoken, grows in deed,
inspires hope for all in need,
days and weeks,
they muddle through
the cracks
of time's substinance.
unheard lament
taps stealthily on the door
with discontent,
a memory lingering,
the crevices open
only to see the words unspoken.
bitterness cloaked
in a weak array
of what seems to be
endless decay,
a life missed, a goodbye kiss
never given, just thrown away.
cool breeze touches skin,
reaching down,
plucked a dandelion flurry,
love is like the wispy sound,
take a breath and blow it out,
bye bye flurries, erase the pout.
life, it can sweep you up in hurry,
when it leaves...sometimes there's worry.
it is hardly like nature
to feel love like this,
there must be something
that was missed.
5:24 PM 4/22/2013
I love it and I'm surprised I
I love it and I'm surprised I didn't see this earlier!
nightlight...
nightlight...you're very talented with your creativity, honestly, emotional appeal, and writing style. am glad you took the time and effort to share your work.
I have enjoyed reading many
I have enjoyed reading many of your poems, just the same poetic_eyes. Thank you so much for stopping by! (I don't know if that is your cat in the photo, but I have a grey tabby too, with green eyes! lol)
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "