Twilight is a thousand candles God burns for you...
Haunting and lonely. Beautiful.
Just spent a few minutes browsing your site. Your work resonates with honesty and emotion. Sometimes quite direct, sometimes allusion-filled, each poem has a cadence and construct that seem just right. I will return!
lindathank u very muchfor the readloved the discussionur poemgeneratedvery interestinglatermy sistereste
gracias kimi really enjoyed ur poemjust readthe world goes round & round& it doesdosen't itmuch lovein your lifemy sistereste
This made me hurt. It felt like someone had put a vice around my heart and was squeezing it really tight and the lump in my throat won't go away.I dream like that sometimes you know and I wake up crying. The crib that should have been filled with my babies, is always going to be empty. I'm done screaming at God, but I'm not done crying. I'll never hold my own little, warm person in my arms, but I can hold everyone else's.Now every time I see a pregnant woman, see a crib or hear a baby cry I smile, then I wait to come home and cry.
"... but I can hold everyone else's ..."including gabriel uriahmy musemuch love & peacein ur lifemy sistereste
Love this poem and your blog - I shall return :)
Thank you for your kind words in your visit. You are pretty good yourself!Luego.:)
marousiathank u for visitingcome playanytimepeace & love my sistereste
thank u miahope only the bestfor ur mothermuch loveesteban
The second poem I read apart from your rally one. Its really nice, gives a fierce blow on your face and then you realize the importance of 'house settling an windows rattling'.Good work indeed.:)
thank u brotherpeaceeste
Very powerful and true to heart. Well penned.
thank u mappreciate the commentpeace & loveeste