Here are a few poems I wrote when I first started to write poetry. These both have a sad undertone to them, which made me think about my writing in general. It does seem sadness lingers in my writing, but I swear I'm not a miserable person. LOL! I enjoy writing if that's any consolation. Anyways, here are a few earlier works.Heartbreak
The angel of death has visited
Once or twice in my living days.
For every occasion he has chiseled,
My spirit, as my heart crumbles away.
The angel of death has visited
Once or twice in my living days.
For every occasion he has chiseled,
My spirit, as my heart crumbles away.
Soulmate
I'll praise you not, if I find you dead,
When those of us sleep in our beds.
Waiting for our chance to meet,
Has left me empty, incomplete.
There are days life takes its toll,
Misery captured, my heart, its goal.
So before you decide to leave this place,
I ask one thing, let me see your face.
I'll praise you not, if I find you dead,
When those of us sleep in our beds.
Waiting for our chance to meet,
Has left me empty, incomplete.
There are days life takes its toll,
Misery captured, my heart, its goal.
So before you decide to leave this place,
I ask one thing, let me see your face.
There is a spirituality to them, and they are definitely thought-provoking, which is one of poetry's aims, isn't it? Good photo choice, mirroring the poetry.
ReplyDeleteYou're right about poetry being thought-provoking. Thanks for your comments about the poem and the photo.
ReplyDeleteI just realized I didn't name my post.
Take care.
Welcome back!
ReplyDeleteThese are both lovely and meaningful poems. And I love the picture...is that Mystic River?
Thanks, Kimmi. Yes that's the Mystic River on one of the few foggy days. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful as they are. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ana. It's nice to see you again. :)
ReplyDeleteIt is lovely to see you too. :)
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