i whisper
a soft word
from my heart
it is heard
by no one
not for naught
i cry
a soft tear
from my heart
it is felt
by no one
not for naught
no sorrow
tis this
no fear
…………..no pain
a soft tear
that whispers
…………..my name
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
that if only – re-written for Robin
melancholy set in
with the boxed up memories
someone released the latch
the flood gates opened
drenching those
in the path
with stories & tales
that only if you had been there
would they tear at your heart
that only if you had been there
Gwenneth, I think this is great…each time i read it I could feel it more…..very nice ….Thank You
Thanks for posting this G. I remember …. I remember the haunting pain and my climb from the hole I was in and your never ending presence of non-judge mental friendship.