When Faith Shook

wrote this a year or so ago about some one i knew well.

Did I care then, were they
Real, those stories
About some other
I talked about,
Though hardly knew.
Saying aloud
"What a shame,
She was so young,"
Shook head
No feeling, really,
A window shopper.
Was it wife or mother
Touched, too, who
Finally made real
Life-choking fear,
Overwhelming dread of
Deathly growth
That was of them.
Proclaiming love through tears,
I cried all the long ride
To claim she that bore me
While at home new bride,
Yesterday learning
Sleep amidst my snores,
Burned, cold poison
Now swimming
In bruised veins
Free spirit aging
Before my eyes
All life lost childish gloss,
The delightful lightness
Youth should be allowed,
And I cursed God
How dare You, we were so young.

Author's Note

not sure
if spelling right google can only do so much

Reviews

[Fallacy Pharmacy]

I love this poem, too. Very emotional and strong...

Hehe, I sometimes use Google for spell-checking, too XP

[Julie]

This is awesome! I can feel the emotion. It made me depressed thie first line! I love poems like this!