You don’t know me, never took the time
I’m one of many sugar granules used to
Sweeten your drink
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I’m standing, cold and shaking like a weak
Icicle ready to fall
Drip, drip, dripping on the ground until
I am nothing more than a puddle.
Step, stomp, and splash your foot through me
As you walk by, perhaps cleansing your shoe.
Go on; pass by this dissolved nuisance, but before
You do, stop a moment and look into me and
See your reflection. Tell me what you see as I
Evaporate into the clouds and come down on you
Like lightening.
Wow Marilyn!!! I am not saying I didn't think you had it in you...but Wow! I must admit, you got my attention here in a big way. I love this write.
Amor
I love this write, Mele! But like Ron, I had to stare at the pic to figure it out. At first I thought it was, termite eaten wood! LOL Then... I realized it was the puddle! LOL Loved this poem, as always, precious! (((honihoni)))
What an interesting piece and pic...very creative Marilyn...love the wording...kudo's
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 14, 2002
Wow! Mean little puddle there. I love the picture, I had to look at it a little while to figure it out. Great write!
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on July 14, 2002
Marilyn, lighting may flash and thunder roar, but your heart is to gentle to strike
no matter the provocation. Resist and you will find justice soon. The hurt will dissolve and the pain vanish and new reflections heralding the Spring will enter your heart bringing happiness and joy. In friendship and understanding ... I am still Bill
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Sandie Angel :o) / May Lu $*_*$
Love this write...
It shows that you will
have the last laugh...
Thank you for your beautiful kind words on mine...
Hugs,
Trixie
no matter the provocation. Resist and you will find justice soon. The hurt will dissolve and the pain vanish and new reflections heralding the Spring will enter your heart bringing happiness and joy. In friendship and understanding ... I am still Bill