a path




crumbs between my fingers
I beg for your warmth
holding me now

as days shrink
and delete

water under my feet
a waltz of yesterday
emerging and vanishing again

in the garden of roses
memory is a path to insanity



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-26 at 08:23

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kid
This is a very serious poem. And it gives the reader a deep thought.
2007-03-28


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
katherine
memory

a path to insanity

in the garden of roses
memory is a path to insanity



this is a metaphor so prophetic that everyone who has ever loved and lost should read this poem well done rgds Michael
2007-03-27


NotaDeadPoet
Bad habit now of reading this last lind first--sorry--this one works both ways as well --maybe a new poeic form you seem to have perfected delivering a message no matter how it is read --but, it could also be a road to Sanity--with the right perspective-- as in Willis and Pfeiifer in The Story of US in which Bruce finally sees the US in through her eyes instead of his own. Voila!
2007-03-26


Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a gently sad poem that touches the heart of the reader in a way that reflects their own personal experiences along such a path. O for the path that guides us in warmth and sunshine.
2007-03-26