In the barren tomb
where death was conceived
not a fragment of life
retrieved from darkness
awoke into morning.
In the empty room
where wealth was achieved
not a fragment of compassion
retrieved from solitude
would live to see the dawn.
In the silent gloom
where love was relieved
not a fragment of hope
remained to lead us on.
In the lonely place
we fell from grace.
copyright 2000 Pierre Ortega
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Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on February 22, 2006
I can feel the struggle of lonliness in this piece I can so relate to those silent moments of numb reality well done!!!!!
Dearest Pierre
This is deep and very well written. Despite all the lonely places, I embrace you Pierre and shine my love your way!
With love & friendship Suzie xox :-)
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on February 21, 2006
Pierre...good work.
I like the way the words and lines tumble down the page.
I like the concise form of this poem. It expresses much meaning and feeling with which the reader can identify. Thank you for sharing this gift, Pierre. Love and peace to you,
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This is deep and very well written. Despite all the lonely places, I embrace you Pierre and shine my love your way!
With love & friendship Suzie xox :-)
I like the way the words and lines tumble down the page.
Regis