Halos (Poetry) - 8/20/2017 7:26:32 AM
We all have to walk that path alone, other than that, I can't say it any better than Ron.
Halos (Poetry) - 8/20/2017 7:21:45 AM
Beautifully poetic that was so easy to read. I'm not sure, "where Angels play," is, but I recall walking down those cold, crystalline nights hearing my heels click on the bricks of the old sidewalk as I walked amid halos of street lamps. Cool. Actually, quite cold.
Ron
Killing Crows (Poetry) - 8/19/2017 9:17:54 AM
An interesting piece, Terry. I've been known to write down dreams myself over the years; especially the ones I couldn't forget. It's a challenge trying to make them accessible - intellectually and artistically - to the reader. "silence cursed us like a wall" is an effective image (IMO) that begs several interpretations. Enjoyed this. Peace... r
The Ceiling (Poetry) - 8/19/2017 6:13:46 AM
Nice write, enjoyed.
The Ceiling (Poetry) - 8/18/2017 11:15:43 PM
"And later on when skies have cleared
no longer can I frown.
I see such beauty overhead
as the heavens smile down."
Fantastic poetry! John M.D.
My Lady (Poetry) - 8/18/2017 11:13:03 PM
Wow! This reminds me of my poems and short stories about my first wife, who died of cancer. It was not easy to write about her passing but it certainly helped heal some wounds. Well done Terry! John M.D.
The Drinking Pool (Poetry) - 12/16/2007 6:19:29 PM
Thanks for reading J Daniels, I appreciate your comment and your time.
My Lady (Poetry) - 12/16/2007 6:17:17 PM
It is the final poem in my first chapbook. Thanks for reading.
My Lady (Poetry) - 12/16/2007 5:38:04 PM
A sad end to an imaginably beautiful lady....
Be safe,
Karen
The Drinking Pool (Poetry) - 12/11/2007 10:53:17 PM
I thought this was excellent!!!!
