Since you are gone the stones lie differently along the ground
and words that are the same now have a different sound
-and-
sharp and clear in early dawn there is a road I cannot travel on
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Palling winds, blow softly now, I dread foreboding echos lament beside my bed How soon the embers glow is lost- how soon the darkness comes and frost.. since you are gone, my world of beauty, my peace, my serenness, love and joy is gone.......... expressing so vividly the pain...... thank u dear poetess. tony
Since you are gone the path seems steeper still there seems to be more brambles on our hill More birds that do not sing more incests that do sting... a lament, sad at the same time full of desire. very good poem. love it. thank you. tony
" More birds that do not sing more incests that do sting" typo or Freudian Slip? ? ha ha. " Palling winds..." this stanza could use some tweaking i think. i like your repetition. I'm guessing you use the topic " abc" for a good reason. hmm? nice photo. sorry for your loss. bri :)