On Lonesome. Poem by Lazarus Knix

On Lonesome.

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Lonesome is a painter;
Whom uses only the deepest oils;
On the brightest parchment of the soul.
Her strokes are memories, of
If, and
Could, and
What, and
Why.
Of love and it’s absence-
Fleeting sands.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jen Shearer 13 December 2008

Amazingly expressed and written. Great piece of work!

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