Intentions

Intentions

A Poem by Mark

They fall like dead leaves
from the tree of my life.

Luckily, it is my decision
to nurture my future
or lie in the poison of my past.

© 2015 Mark


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Your words are true.
"Luckily, it is my decision
to nurture my future
or lie in the poison of my past."
A wise person learn from the past and go forward with positive thoughts and hope. Thank you Mark for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is yet another very poignant piece full of brutal pathos and truth.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The future does not bloom in bitter soil … that is for sure. Love this write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow...this was great. Keep trying to be the wind that carries the leaves to a new place. Very well written.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mark

9 Years Ago

Thank you.

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Mark
Mark

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