A Lone Again (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

A Lone Again
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ladies I have known some pools of melting tears never a meaning sane never love but lover just in it for the gain come to my web spider to fly enter pit cry to her sigh Believing like fine wine just gets in the way as time it is a treasure lovers at work and at play hearts they make the music of trouble and whiskey so fine believing just takes way too much time bitter pill of heartache on the run lovers in magic fall in an unperfected sun love it is a message of words that cannot stay and me I am a traveling looking for another day believing gets in the way holding magic as her music plays out on the dance floor she takes his heart his soul he gives her all that he has but she wanted his gold love oh darling come here take the truth and the pain dance to the beat of the piper leave in the anger and pain trust it is a meaning on hills cold and vain take what she will give you believing is more than a game bitter the tale that is sponsored by lust in body cruel for in the end believing is only for young and old fools Stop in mourning as death plays to fame run if you are willing catch the last of her game Believing gets its way as time it is a treasure lovers at work and at play hearts they make the music of trouble and whiskey so fine believing just takes way too much time

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed on October 20, 2007

This is wonderfully great. "A Lone Again" strikes the senses of art and beauty through its wise lines.

In admiration,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 7, 2007

Man, you have so many great lines in this masterpiece they are countless, because if you add all of the up, it is the whole poem. A bitter pill is the story here written in the guise of faux love and real heartache and dark memories . . . Hey, Walter, ya did good, good to see you again . . .