if only there were more gentle kisses....
and more love....there would be less sorrow.
lovely poem, Betty.
I stayed over in Black Mountain quite often over the years when I would go to visit my parents when they lived in Whispering Pines and Southern Pines...they are gone now....but Carolina is so pretty, especially around where you are.
j.
I think the caption of hope says it all. Nice little poem you got there. Little, but profound sentiment. Let's hop that wave of sorrow finally crests. CD
The point of brief poems has been achieved: you spark a long train of thought in the reader's mind. I believe it's a thoughtful balancing act to be hopeful about such a kiss and yet also not living as if we're waiting for anything (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
And a kindly person may bring you peace and happiness. Wonderful poem... so simple yet so unique. The rhyme you added was the perfect touch. Nicely done, Poet!
if only there were more gentle kisses....
and more love....there would be less sorrow.
lovely poem, Betty.
I stayed over in Black Mountain quite often over the years when I would go to visit my parents when they lived in Whispering Pines and Southern Pines...they are gone now....but Carolina is so pretty, especially around where you are.
j.
My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..