Only angels lament
with the moon rising as
days grow shorter and poems
are distant in the light. Do not
leave the word love all alone to
wither on a tree like a half-eaten
apple core.
Just whisper a tender
goodbye.
Only angels lament
with the moon rising as
days grow shorter and poems
are distant in the light. Do not
leave the word love all alone to
wither on a tree like a half-eaten
apple core.
Just whisper a tender
goodbye.
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
so tender
I liked the mood of this dear Anna.
I'd start a new stanza with "Do not leave the world love alone....
but it's your poem and you know better what you want to say.
Thanks for sharing
tasted and forgotten...
best to be pondered then ignored
half eaten
post love..
excellent poem
about forbidden
Thank You!
Anna
There will be no goodbyes as the whispered love will draw you closer.
Lovely write but NO goodbyes, Yours, Ian xx