silly stuff... poem

By maisie

Tue, 26 Mar 2013
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What can one say to pardon
the day, when tight up inside
it's stormy weather?
.
What can I do to move on through;
when deep interior hides the
stark hits of light.
...
Love isn't lost; only put to one side.
While I grasp the hurt with both hands,
I'd lighten the load, only...
....
I'm not sure what hurts most.
The loss of the burden or
the weight of it.

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Food for thought, this one, Maisie. Tina

 

Submitted by maisie on
yeah, I kinda like this one Tina. Prob. for the wrong reasons. I'm not that good at letting go. I tried to write a short ditty for forwards poetry competition today. that's much worse... heheh...

maisie angel Guess what?  I'm still alive!