I heard a wolf cry out at night
then hugged the blanket round me tight
this was not done out of fright
only that he reminded me of you
I heard a freight trains whistle whine
as it pushed through the darkness
of another time
while the surrounding mist
echoed it's shadowed rhyme
I felt the emptiness of another life
plagued with continuous heartache and strife
memories clinging to every thought
and you lit upon my life
I saw a yellow rose in a field of thorns
the wind blew cold and sang forlorn
a question arising of who this could be
the answer awaiting reality
the yellow rose
was always me
Comments
Teddy
not all of my poems are about my late husband this was written for a dear friend of mine
The wind blew cod
Now this is a funny typo. I visualize me standing outside having to dodge fish lmao. Now , last line second stanza...try shadowy instead of shadowed and see if you like it better
Dear lynn, another of your
Dear lynn, another of your lovely, full of brilliant imagery poems. Yellow roses are so deftly included in your poem, I'm full of admiration. You have some spellos, but they've already been pointed out.
Enjoyed and will return, hope you can edit, I thought it was on purpose...lol.
Best, Gracy
gracy
thank you I fixed what I could for reason cannot edit the title will keep trying
Jerry
Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving such a nice compliment
Alan
well hello stranger thank you so much coming from you it is appreciated
the bold title I have tried everything with no luck