I see words
and rain
and on the cobbles I see
a small pool of light, I see
sorrow, I see a street lamp glance down
at me, as a mother to a child.
My hands
are so full
of emptiness.
I see autumn and dark
beached
as a whale at the edge
of an afternoon.
I see a dream
walk ahead of me;
hurry home my love. I see
another time. I see words
sail past as leaves,
I see
the stone of a Cathedral
anchored
to the past like a heart
forgetting, like a child
lost
to a crowd.
I see rain
fall, as if down
was up, as if yesterday was now
again.
I see myself
alone, walking
to the tearoom
we love
some time ago.
I See
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Re: I See
Where are the comments on this piece of awesome poetry? This is so sweet, beautiful. sentimental, yet very sad at the same time. I read the way you placed your words which is very effective and I have to admit I am left awe-struck at the beauty of such magnificence. Thank you for sharing as I much enjoyed reading the eye candy for sure.
On another note I am suggesting this piece for TPS spotlight although or however no one ever listens to me lol....
and welcome to TPS.... ((edit)) on second thought never seen you post before so ignore my last remark. So don't be a stranger your writing is excellent by the way....
victor
On another note I am suggesting this piece for TPS spotlight although or however no one ever listens to me lol....
and welcome to TPS.... ((edit)) on second thought never seen you post before so ignore my last remark. So don't be a stranger your writing is excellent by the way....
victor
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Re: I See
Even though there is clarity in your title, your words are blurred -
it's as though you can't see clearly at all.This is fantastic writing
just as Victor said - and as is so often the case here- good poems don't seem to get
the comments??
it's as though you can't see clearly at all.This is fantastic writing
just as Victor said - and as is so often the case here- good poems don't seem to get
the comments??
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Re: I See
Words of sorrow very
cleverly written.....
I like the metaphors you used here....
Very enjoyable read !
Mick.
cleverly written.....
I like the metaphors you used here....
Very enjoyable read !
Mick.
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Re: I See
Memories of loss, leaving only a dreary world behind SS. Too often the way when we ponder our past unhappiness and all those "words as leaves" perhaps. The tea room / tear room finish was not lost on me either. Sadly serene and sumptuous, cheers!
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Re: I See
I reread this poem and I like it even more. Your words painted a picture that I actually saw elsewhere on the internet. Your description of the street lamp was a comforting image on that dark, autumn day of rain.
' I see a street lamp glance down at me, as a mother to a child."
In my mind a soldier was saying good bye to his sweetheart as he would be leaving for the WWII duty station tomorrow, so tonight in the rain, the world's problems were making him feel
'My hands
are so full
of emptiness.'
Leaving the blank space was a good technique.
Congratulations on the TPS Spotlight recognition.
' I see a street lamp glance down at me, as a mother to a child."
In my mind a soldier was saying good bye to his sweetheart as he would be leaving for the WWII duty station tomorrow, so tonight in the rain, the world's problems were making him feel
'My hands
are so full
of emptiness.'
Leaving the blank space was a good technique.
Congratulations on the TPS Spotlight recognition.