Monday, July 3, 2006

Separated Comments

Rating: 0.0

Her memory spreads out before me like her body once did,
the echo of passion resounds in my head.
The room is now empty silent and still,
will the images fade and leave nothing to tell.
...
Read full text

Stephen S. Yeandle
COMMENTS
Pia Andersson 30 July 2006

How clearly you express your grief in this poem...its almost painfull to reaid it..excellent work -Pia

0 0 Reply
Dee Daffodil 03 July 2006

Beautiful poem...well written. Sad for you...but maybe this too has passed? Hugs, Dee

0 0 Reply
Patricia Gale 03 July 2006

Pulling upon my heart strings with this read. Sad, but yet wonderful.

0 0 Reply
Stephen S. Yeandle

Stephen S. Yeandle

New York, NY
Close
Error Success