just how this hits me...reminds me of an older man who never engaged in having a family....he sees the kids playing, knows what he could have had, but instead he opted for just making money in a career, no time for what could have been in his life...and he is as lonely as a kite by itself flying in a desolate wind.
just how this hits me...reminds me of an older man who never engaged in having a family....he sees the kids playing, knows what he could have had, but instead he opted for just making money in a career, no time for what could have been in his life...and he is as lonely as a kite by itself flying in a desolate wind.
wow! sleet behind my eyes is brutal ..and the watery moss invites the death of me .. then one leaden foot after the other until i am taken by a horrible tragedy .. my life .. the word love becomes a torment in your poem ..i think "Empty as a Fool" is packed with between the line Sartre ... sheesh! ;) i feel a need to pack my head with sunflowers and daffodils to balance out the keel :))
E.
This left me feeling that the protagonist was out walking and although seeing these visual signals of life felt empty and devoid of purpose.
As always a masterpiece of words that evoke images and emotion Leslie