a broken ballad , written for piano


with just one stone





one little stone is all it takes

to ruin the day

so turn away

now that she is too made from that that breaks




She doesnt wait by the phone like she used to

with chapped lips in faded smiles

She doesnt wear that dress she used to
wear




one burning leaf is always hiding

underneath summer truths

one burning leaf becomes two

now that that winter springs from darkened mind





She no longer waits by the door like she used to

with images of the lake

She no longer wear that dress she used to
tear





one twisted arm is all it takes

to ruin a year

split into fragments of fear

now that she is too made from that which breaks





She doesnt walk quite like she used to

with her straight back across the rail

She no longer wears that summerdress she used to
wear





one little girl is always lost and gone

in a broken womans face

you can ruin a day but never break her grace

with just one stone



































Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-10-30 at 23:57

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Forest
but there is nothing to ruin your grace. So true.
Elegant reading.
Forest
2007-04-03


English War Veteran aged 98
"It only takes one stone to ruin your day!"

Oh so true - caught me in the side of the head one summers day - back in 1969 had a bump for weeks!

Anyway - people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones!!

Actually people in glass houses SHOULDN'T - FULL STOP - as you don't know who is watching !!!

How about "All it takes is one bullet to ruin your life!"

Or even worse ...

"All it takes is one tax bill to ruin your life !!!"
2006-11-14