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Un-named Poem 8/31/16

I was not sure what to call this poem so after you get done reading it and thinking about it I would love to hear not only yours thoughts on it but also any ideas you have for a good title.

 

Stone lips that can not cry

or speak of sorrow witnessed.

An angel–a guardian

,with a dozen roses at her feet,

named–just another fleeting life.

All around the willows weep.

My tears, in cold ground, seep.

My love still reaches,

my kiss channeled through that stone.

I love you even though I’m now alone.

Torn heart, that will not heal

or dance for love living.

A gasp– a chasm

,with things left unsaid on my tongue,

broken–just another life.

All throughout me memories burn.

Heart shattered, I yearn.

My love still etches

not on stone– on soul.

I love you even when I am left alone.

-Wishing you the brightest of days,Eva

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”

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I am the author of 1withthepen.wordpress.com and am currently working on a book of poems. To find out more check out my about me page as well as my page about my blog and welcome to the ink angels community.

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