On and On

By seafret

Tue, 17 Sep 2013
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And from it all came a poem

And from it all came a song
And from her lips came a  word
And from his heart came a groan
 
And after all was said and done
And in the glow of the evening sun
They looked around at everyone
And everyone had gone. 
 
And from it all came a poem
And from it all came a song
It made no sense to any one
'Cept the stranger all alone
 
And from his eyes came a promise
And from his hand came a threat
And no one here knows or cares
What's then or was or  yet.
 
And from his pen came a poem
And from his pen came a song
And from his pen came a white cold rage
That ruins on and on. 
 
23/8/13

 

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Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Intriguing. it works with the 'he' being the main player. Seems more unusual somehow than if it was the 'she'. The word 'ruins'' in the last line is effective         Elsie