Such stories tumble weeds tell, insinuating that they'll always be around that they've found some common ground and how it was only you who could stop the wind. But, thats never really the case. Truth is they're just stuck on the barbed wire inching towards freedom in the breeze. Just when you get use to their smell and that sound they make as they tap the ground, the north wind picks up calling them away leaving you with nothing but broken twigs and brief moments of sweet entanglements
andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKSep 27, 2009
thankyou blizza, I liked this one, a thought provoking read....and I liked the other one posted too, so am giving two comments for one...lol....bit more space left here......lol.........andrew.
gypsyheartSouth coast of KwaZulu Natal, KwaZulu-Natal South AfricaSep 27, 2009
Very well expressed again Blizza.You got an amazing gift for writing poetry with captured emotion and artist eyes.I see a great future in store for you.Thank you for sharing your talent with us.I love your poetry
SunnnValletta, Majjistral MaltaSep 27, 2009
Agreed with gypsyheart! Great future in stores. Bestsellers.
I am so proud that we were the first people to read your poems!
Great Blizza801, felt the solitude and loneliness in this one, could imagine the tumbleweeds, made me remember Fargo Rob
Blizza801OPBillings, Montana USASep 27, 2009
Thank you !! I have been pondering the idea of writing a book of poetry for years....just was never quite sure...thank you for the boost of confidence !!!
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Great future in stores. Bestsellers.
I am so proud that we were the first people to read your poems!
felt the solitude and loneliness in this one, could imagine the tumbleweeds, made me remember Fargo
Rob
I have been pondering the idea of writing a book of poetry for years....just was never quite sure...thank you for the boost of confidence !!!