I pick up my pace




I pick up my pace
walking miles in solitude
gathering rocks for a wall
built in the backyard of my heart

as love turns a corner
leaving faded coulors behind
in a picture dull and bleak

from birds unknown
a song is heard
sad and out of tune

so I gather the black diamonds
found in caves of sorrow
and wear them round my neck
gleaming like stars in a winters night

like love found and lost









Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-01-04 at 09:04

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Dan Cederholm
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WOOOOOOW . . . Kath . . .

This poem is wonderful, and it is

just as you write . . .

. . .like love found and lost . . .

a black pearl . . .

that never stop to shimmer

But it hurts!

All the best, Dan

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2007-01-04


Rob Graber
So very magical and sad.
2007-01-04


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a fantastic love poem katherine and so beautifully lyrical
wel done on form content and atmosphere rgds mike
2007-01-04