Empty are the seashells,
Strewn upon the rocky shore,
Kissing cold and chilly air,
Sleeping decomposed rapport;
Empty is the lifeless air,
That begs and begs to breathe,
Leaving whispered dewdrop daydreams,
Swallowed swilling sea;
Waves soft lapping endless lull,
Wistful careless vacant cull;
In a dreamscape cold touch soothing,
Lonely boy plus lovelorn full,
Saline solute in a bitter stinging rain,
Bouncing decayed purple-shelled disdain,
Teardrops trickling down a foggy ivory plain,
Heart shaped biscuits in a wishing well-wished brain.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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So I have read this a few times now.I don't know what to say other then Beautiful. This has very powerful imagery. I like that. This is a very powerful write. I am so happy that you wrote it. Sheryl told me that you posted a poem online but i almost feel over i was
like wow. I LOVE YOU.
Heather~ -
Aw, I missed your poetry, Joe!
I hope this means that you're returning to us with even more enlighting works?
I must say that this piece was rather depressing, and I hope that you don't feel this way, and if you do, I hope you're in better spirits. Thanks to you, I know now what "rapport" means, and I hope to be able to use the word very soon, whether it be in a conversation or an essay.
Keep writing or I'll kick your guinea pig's ass
Cheers,
Sheryl Anne
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Oh My-
my Friend
I have missed Your presence and this piece does bring tears to the eyes
I only wish You Happiness Joey
It has been quite awhile since we talked but I'm here if You need to
The world is a better place when You are smiling~
Many blessings to You
and much love~ Desire~*~
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