by Cathrene Howe
Saturday, December 15, 2001
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Is all that's left, a band of gold?
Strong, yet not enough to hold
you close to me
Recall deep lows, the dizzy highs
moments seen through different eyes,
lows lie with me
Boredom, blame, it's all the same,
analyze the stupid game,
loser will be me
Words of love so easily said
as you slip from our warm bed
taking part of me
Why say, you may return again?
This worn heart is done with pain
Some loves aren't meant to be.
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|Reviewed by Jim Howell
|I really liked the way you framed this poem. It was short, but really good. Sad to say, it usually is the man who causes it.|
|Reviewed by Janet Terry
|Very heartfelt, it saddened me. Divorce happens to so many people. One partner must always be hurt when one leaves.|
|Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
|I can sure feel your pain in this poem. Love and Light ~dreamweaver~|
|Reviewed by Gilles Marchand
|Maybe just the wrong game?
We jusy need to find the right game...
Blue eyed fish...