I remember the setting sun
last night as I woke
some years away
in coma was I
'twas a long sleep
the world had forgotten too
now no one knew
that's true.
Tears of sorrow dripped
My heart skipped a beat
it reassured me
wait there is still
a knock at the gate
Wonder who comes
just guess
one I must confess
loved me least
when I was at my best
now comes to console
should this memory
not make me whole
in my heart they found a hole
he alone came to console....
Comments
Be whole again
It is a very effective presentation. The poem illustrates a simple reality that we do not understand how "love" may behave in a given circumstances. A good job!
thank you
Vivovon for your
maiden visit I do appreciate it
Loved
I think you have a pearl here and just a tiny read to yourself will make this an excellent poem, well done and keep these coming.
Sort out the first few words as they seem ragged, Take care my friend and know we watch over you as always,
Yours Ian and the Children..
thank you for finding pearls
jess needs to search
from my sandy poems
GEMS
A gem, thoughtful, lovely and honest.
A few small crits.
in coma did I stay (grammatic inversion for rhyme, a pet peeve of mine)
they say (wasted two words! An unnecessary line, if I was a medieval poetic critic I might chop off one of your hands for that)
but my heart a beat,skipped (another inversion)
Hark who comes (hark? hark? Who the fuck says hark?)
Overall this feels like you have put some real thought and genuine feeling into its creation, one of your best for a long time.
Onya! My friend.
I LOOK TOWARDS heaven
shall read it more deliberately
and
remove harks
as we do sharks
but await me
Love the line 'tears of
Love the line 'tears of sorrow dripped' but don't twist the words in the next line just to make it rhyme. 'My heart skipped a beat' sounds better - to my ears.
A lovely reflective piece. Jx
My heart skipped a beat
and it really did
thanks once again
indebted I remain
Well polished sir.
even
in coma was I
reads ok shortened and in new context.
Raises a glass to your wordcrafting.
Jess, why sir
a serious and sincere student of learning
You alone are my Sir
Thank you