shadows
and more shadows
angles of rain
of course
the night
lonely
distant
voiceless night
sad jazz spreads
a soothing, cool salve
over an open wound
bullet?
Knife?
shattered heart?
all hurt the same
shame
she got so close
I'll live
shadows
and more shadows
angles of rain
of course
the night
lonely
distant
voiceless night
sad jazz spreads
a soothing, cool salve
over an open wound
bullet?
Knife?
shattered heart?
all hurt the same
shame
she got so close
I'll live
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
As,
As i read this i sort of felt i went back in time, loved the experience. Great poem. Regards Roscoe..
If you enjoyed the time trip,
If you enjoyed the time trip, I have succeeded.
I like the style of of the noir / crime writers of the past. Crisp, sardonic, and understated.
thought I'd give it a try myself. I too, enjoyed it
thank you for ALL the times you have commented.
I really do appreciate you thoughts.
thanks