Kris, this poem is absolutelyprovocative, this sense of emotion in your words is overwhelming,the flow has a captivating sensuousness to it, the wording is precisely riveting, the title accentuates the desire.written in essence, peace, mike
A proper metaphor, and some good imagery- "Clencing my hands, Wringing the sheets" very strong emotion, most of it being pretty sad. I've been thinking about some of the same things, but my poetry doesn't seem to come out quite as good.
What a haunting, hollow, longing poem you have written ... but take heart ...
If you took one grain of sand from a beach and cast it from this earth once every 100 years, when all of the beaches of this earth were void of sand .... eternity would be at chapter one. Our lives are but a blip on the horizon of eternity. So then is the duration of our lonliness.
Kris, this poem is absolutelyprovocative, this sense of emotion in your words is overwhelming,the flow has a captivating sensuousness to it, the wording is precisely riveting, the title accentuates the desire.written in essence, peace, mike
this is too sad. the death of a relationship..or so it appears. i just love how you can convey such emotion to the reader in such a few short lines.....excellent work.
I write. Read me.
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, la.. more..