Life consumed in chasing dollars
clawing for countless sums,
but when the heart
is bleeding
from being empty
and apart your love,
a single quarter
for making a pay phone call
when your cell phone is dead,
just to hear the voice
of the one who holds your heart
it is a fortune.
Author notes
Picture courtesy of Grunts Girl
A contest entry
- Photo Prompt by Grunts Girl.
1800 points, ended October 22, 2007, 12 entries
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I found it poignant how the 'fortune' you spoke of was spent in reaching out to hear a voice of the beloved, not for food for the body...beautiful. Peace, Rhonda
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Thank you for the great comment.
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GOLD!!!!!!!!!!! no doubt! this was a tear jerker... for me at least... the truth rings so loudly from these words and no one could have put it better than you... EXCELLENT!
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thank you for the great comment.
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This is a lovely piece you hve penned.
So true priceless is the one that holds you heart.
I really love the imagery and wording
Thanks for sharing this poem
Best of wishes to you
Tony
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Aww, This is beautiful.
I love the meaning.
Great take on the photo! -
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Thank you for the wonderful comment
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reminds me of those 'priceless' commercials a little bit
in a good way.
longing to hear the loves voice
enjoyed
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Thank you for the wonderful comment.
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