A Moment in Time
The words melted on my lips,
never to be heard by you.
My feelings by fear eclipsed,
childish notion; it all seemed so new,
though it wasn’t, not by far,
but somewhat different this time.
You stood before me just as you are,
I felt my heart beat’s rapid climb.
I’m not afraid though, not of you,
just confused by where I’ve been.
New-made, the morning dew
takes me back to times when
deception and hurt was the way
and no more can I cross the line
of trust, no more lighthearted, or gay,
though for your warmth I pine.
The words I stopped, never spoke
a loud -- I wished you’d guessed,
but neither one of us the silence broke,
and now, alone, I think perhaps it’s best.
Carmen Ruggero .2004
a sobering write.
Enjoyable reading from a heartily writing.
Drink the dews of happiness in the conclusion of your work.
Never rest Your pen; don't let Your quills dry.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Gina
Blessings,
~Alexandra~
Wonderful flow; wonderful rhyme; nice overall pace and feel.
-- Jeff
Dan S.
peace
truth many of us poets have experienced, then
been inspired by, in retrospect.
Such a heartfelt write...
Written so beautil....
Trixie :)
I note and like how you're trying your hand at various styles, and rhyme, by the way.
Love Tinka