A heart breaking read...some times people grow apart...and letting go is the only way to find out, if thd love it was true or not...awesome emotions conveyed in a woven tapestry of poetic words. Nicely done.
You are most welcome, Adora...forgive me for my tardiness in reading and reviewing, at times...but k.. read moreYou are most welcome, Adora...forgive me for my tardiness in reading and reviewing, at times...but know I think you are a wonderful writer. :)
11 Years Ago
Nothing to apologize for :) I don't actually expect anyone to review my writings but when people do .. read moreNothing to apologize for :) I don't actually expect anyone to review my writings but when people do it's a welcome surprise, and great appreciated!
11 Years Ago
Me too! I remember getting my first review back in 1999, I was like a kid in a toy store...the revie.. read moreMe too! I remember getting my first review back in 1999, I was like a kid in a toy store...the review was simple too...'This was great! I shared it with my boyfriend. We both loved it.' I was very encouraged...I still feel that way today. :)
Oooh I love this. The layout reminds me of something you would read in an Ellen Hopkins book.
Sometimes letting go really is best, even if it feels so wrong. Lovely write :)
Love teaches us we can be weak as a child and when the love is alive. We can roar like lions. I like the set-up of the poem. Allowing the views to interact together. Sometime we must release a lover to know real peace. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you for reviewing! I think that sometimes, it's better to let go. For everyone's sake.
You do a great job setting the air of hopelessness, and giving up on, what seems like love, in this poem. It is said that the only people that can truly hurt us emotionally are the ones we truly care about. I love this one.
The One That's Non-Existant As Far As You're Concerned., British Columbia, Canada
About
So that you will hear me
So that you will hear me
my words
sometimes grow thin
as the tracks of the gulls on the beaches.
Necklace, drunken bell
for your hands smooth as grapes.
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