Lost & Found

down the rabbithole

Garden

Sunshine

Twisting the spine to flick the pages of a well read book

I look up and light is thrown through the dappled leaves onto my already freckled face

Time has raced by since you walked away

You left and I screamed for you to stay

Now you scream to stay and I tell you to leave 

I believed that day you took so much of me 

Now I know you gave ME back

I cry for your pain and I would sew you together if I knew that my stitches would stay

But I don't cry for me

You took all of my tears

In the light of my garden I can see...

ME again

 

  • Author: W.R Zelman (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 11th, 2017 06:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Jim
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 34
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Comments5

  • Garry

    Some lovely language used to paint a vivid picture. Well done.

    • down the rabbithole

      Thank you, I wanted to set the scene. I wrote it today in the garden so it was very fresh

    • willyweed

      Good style and nice visuals lovely garden you have there.

      • down the rabbithole

        Thank you, I have just read some of yours... many many comments, you must be well loved on here!

        • willyweed

          Well thank you Down, I try many good poets here. I put my (what I think is) best
          work up first and not so many comments? I guess it takes a few post to draw a crowd. see ya in the funny papers! ww

        • elchupacabra

          i love the style you gave this piece, well done

        • Goldfinch60

          Beautiful write. Thank you for sharing.

          • down the rabbithole

            Thank you, this site is so friendly and really boosted my confidence

          • P.H.Rose

            Garry took the words
            Right out of my mouth.
            Vivid picture perfectly
            Discribed it....
            Another good one...



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