Alone in my apartment, listening to the Stones
I wondered what went wrong
I tried to write you a verse that would made you stay
But I couldn't find the words
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LeeAnn, My first 3 wives (3 divorces) all told me that I was their prized possession, their 'everything', as they plotted my downfall. This one (4th) calls me a 'little ', so ..(cont.)
Very pathetic lines...touched my heart...my prayers for that bereaved heart dear friend
Sad indeed. I do not think it is your personal experience, though. A well-written piece on the chosen theme
Stones can also speak, laugh, smile and sing. Only a poet can see/observe/discern a stone having life. Loved the personification. Top score.
Inadvertent mistake: only a poet can see it through his poetic acumen.
So touching and beautiful--The first line itself expresses the depth of your pain.
Alone mourning. I feel it with you…the wondering of what went wrong.
I rose from my bed and cried in the shower No one could hear the sobbing through the water....i like this poigant expression.
LeeAnn, I feel your pain. And like yourself, I've found music to be very therapeutic. Every time I listen to Ruby Tuesday, I almost cry. Especially since, she had been my soul inspiration!
Fresh, raw poetry that opens everyone's heart! Great one LeeAnn!
Didn't I comment on this already? I can't find my comment! This inspired me to write my latest poem, Tiny Pebbles. Thank you, dear LeeAnn!
....(cont.) ...I KNOW this wife is a 'keeper',17 years and going strong, though we have our UPS and our DOWNS. : ) bri Nice write!