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The world is a dark
Lonely place
Without love's body
It's like a winter's night
Or a tale whispered
On the wind
Full of lunacy
And chaotic dreams
Until a lady dressed in black
Her hair as golden as dawn
Her eyes like a blue flame
Full of light from above
Walked into my life
And stole my heart
Her kiss was fire in my soul
My knees trembled
At her mysterious touch
Then she was gone
Now I wander
The concrete canyons
In a city of greed
And cold hearts
Feeling the void inside
With love's body gone
I can only hide away
The tears that I cry
With the longing I felt inside
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| Reviewed by Joanna Leone |
8/26/2008 |
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| This poem captures my heart for a few reasons. First, the words that you use to describe your feelings trigger so many emotions inside of me. For example, "her kiss was like fire in my soul." I think that those are very strong and passionate words. Also, "without love's body it is like a cold winter's night." I can sense the loneliness and isolation, as I see the wintertime in my mind. I know how it feels to have cold hearts around, and sometimes I feel like my journeys are quite difficult in life. Every now and then, we meet someone who puts a light in our heart, or fire in our souls. It is amazing how animated you became in your writings, as you described your encounter with the woman. This is a remarkable, deep, touching, and passionate work! Love it! |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
2/27/2008 |
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| Feel so lonely after death of Tom, my husband on Aug 17 07. But poems like this and writing encourage me to go on. I am not alone in my grief. Yes, the beach sounds good as i love the ocean and am a water sign Scorpio. Take care and will certainly read more of your writing. Thanks to the reply to me on e-mail. Know you are busy. Friend of Bonnie May who at present is in hosp with heart problems. Maybe you can get into her site and read some of her poems. I thinks she is great, but predudiced cause I know her personally. Other poets are writing encouraging get well poems to her. Authors den keeps me busy and love it. |
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| Reviewed by Susan de Vegter |
5/20/2006 |
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Your passion in longing fills the verse and moans it's yearning util it echoes the canyons of your loss. Beautiful depth that only missing the beat of another's heart can pen.
Susan |
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| Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader) |
5/20/2006 |
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Nice write Ron.. Passionate..
xxx dove |
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