I’m writing the poetry of fragile souls
Sitting quietly in the broken sunlight
Of hopeful but fleeting romance.
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Wonderful composition. The poem portrays the pain and sadness of those hapless women who have been left alone by their stone-heated lovers. It tries to (I quote) : Find the key to unlock their dreams Currently hidden in emotional vaults
I can dig it but I would use 'hidden' instead of 'hid'. Just me.
i thought the last stanza was a little underdeveloped but that could just be me. otherwise, i thought it was beautiful.
Uriah, I think this is an incredible poem... you have recognized the need for validation and respect in every 'eternal goddess'...that every man could be so insightful! ! Bravo! G.
I agree, wholeheartedly. The one or two mean-spirited imbeciles who marked this down will have the hex get them and give them Herpes simplex type two. Recurrence every 30 days. Great job Uriah. H
Very nice, Uriah. I like it. Really liked this line: Waiting for kisses That somehow missed their lips - good job.
Uriah... it seems you have gotten in touch with your feminine side... and its very beautiful indeed... well written! -Eila
Excellent work. I love this. 'And the feminine mystery of the eternal Goddes' This is something Ive thought of often, lately. Maybe its from reading Joseph Campbell but that feminine mystery or energy... i seem to have become so receptive over the last 12 months... Its hard to explain, but I have a few theories.
You're breaking my heart Uriah.....this was so sweet and romantic. You are one of the best poets on here. I love reading your work.
What I think is such a sad joke is that there are men like you yearning for women like the women here yearning for men like you............yet they can not be. Does that make any sense? Another wonderfully romantic poem from the best. This makes me envision you in a room filled with sad women looking for you yet you are invisible to them which makes you sad. Sincerely, Mary
Oh Uriah, that is lovely! You'll be taking on a lot if you have to sort out all these lonely deprived women. How's your stock of kisses. Eh! Sincerely Ernestine.
Major Congrats & Mega Kudo's on The PH Poem of The Day, my ole' friend in time & verse...~FjR~