Your poems always make me want to know the whole story. How much is pure imagination and if there is a real story, what is it.
Sometimes I try to write a truth without relying on facts, but this one comes from an actual moment in my life. I'll tell you the story sometime. I really enjoy reading poems that leave me thinking, "What..?" Maybe that's why I end up writing that way more often than not. Thanks for reading and taking time to leave me a note!
Amazing.Trespass I walked in to seeyou and found you engaged,serious effort,I could tell, you pale,eyes wide open, hands like claws,you receiving herembrace, while she cried.I had no notion what thatwas all about butI was sure I hadno business in your place,not at that time.
Makes me fall back in time to rivals of old and times when hugs were not shared.
Beautifully done. Sometime when someone wrongs you, it is a challenge to be humble towards them.Thank you for sharing this poem...
I tried to forgive? I've enjoyed reading this poem... and like Jamie I always feel that your poems ache to reveal so many other untold stories.
Oh Ma'am, beautiful Jonnia.
Grace is always the last drop remaining after a flood. But so often, the heat of my moment vaporizes it on the spot.
Wow. That's all I can say. WOW.
Fantastic...Love this one...Where are you?Linda
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