Stone
Gray glint gold
rose aqua sunset
Palm Springs Hills
I will never forget
every moment we
shared together
I want us back to
there where we
were
I know we can't have
it back and it makes me
crazy with the injustice
in the world, I cry every
day all day because
well, I must digress, I
was going into order
but there is only chaos
I want Diane back
Me too, Willow. Me, too.
ReplyDeleteSuch longing in this poem that I feel, too. The injustices thrive.
ReplyDeleteaw! big sigh.
ReplyDeletei came by also to say this: As Poets United reaches its first anniversary this week we want to thank you for your support. Over the past year, we have grown to 250 members plus and are steadily growing. Poets United is proud to have you as one of our members and look forward to another successful year. Your imagination, creativity and willingness to share with us is what makes our community such a wonderful place. Thank you for beautiful poetry and thank you for being a part of Poets United.
Your support is my pleasure, Marian. I am proud to be a member of Poets United. Thank you for your response to my poetry.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, Willow, your yearning matches mine. I want Diane back too, I want that special time back, and I have it, really, deep in my memories where I treasure it.
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