Red Ink

Boy in blue
I remember you;
hope you are not alone.

All those dreams
apart at the seams;
was more than any home.

Look to the east

O, look to the east

My heart is in the sky

Shining for you

Always for you

Sad that it had to die

Time has gone
our souls have flown;
yet memories stand still.

Think of me
yes, remember to see;
red ink from past love's quill.

Reviews

[Robert Luna]

You captured the feeling of longing and a deep desire with these words. The pure depth in which you took us was intense and alluring. As I am left to wonder who is the boy in blue. The story I like in my head was a tale of a man sent off to war while his love was there waiting for his return. As she looks out into the great blue unknown and prayed for his safe return home. But I am a bit of a romantic at times. LOL or was the boy in blue me since my avatar is blue. LOL just kidding

Great Job!!!!!!

[E. M. Murren]

Your pen is so delicate ... like fine lace. I really love your style. This work reminds me of Tennesee Williams a bit in mood more than style. Marvelous piece.

[Gandré]

this is another emotional powerful poem, you are speaking to him in monologue...that's infinite love. a consisently very female character. such a dust of warm light. Loved it!

[Gemma Wiseman]

Love the red ink image!

Just for flow purposes, the word "on" after "our souls have flown" sounds like an extra bump in the road not really necessary! Maybe take it away and the flight is enhanced!

Smiles and Light - Gemma

[PoemRodent]

Well penned with sentiment. Deserving of the flow and imagery. Well done Jenny very well done.

Dostani - Bows

[SweetFly]

""Sad that it had to die
Time has gone
our souls have flown on;
yet memories stand still.
Think of me
yes, remember to see;
red ink from a lover's quill.""

I read this as you saying you acknowledge his remembrance but have moved on. This is a nice recollection of things gone and gone awry.

[Blackbirdsong]

Oh wow how beautiful this is Jenny. Unrequited love and all the pain and images that it invokes. You write from the heart in this one...that is undeniable.

The last line was full of so much grace and sadness...

aaaaaaaahhhhh

glorious work here

[Emily B]

oooh, an un-sent letter to a lost love. The images are beautiful.