Wishing You were here. PF

Such an evil ploy
a grasping toy
How shallow
do i scan


which one shall I cast
my feather of my fan

shouting words
I
albeit turn to walk away

but always knowing
do words
crest the land

it is so dum
really
yet words fall

O some times
I think
Me! to have that wonder
To have those great arms

to grasp me within his thunder
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
ooppps!

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shadow1950
Sophia this poem is deep poignant and lots of suppressed passion
a fine write
to grasp me within his thunderteddybear bouquet hug wine
cafetwo2010
If a maiden begins with thunder, must she not face
the lightning?professor
rapturecapture
Hi Soph

I enjoyed reading your poem
very thought provoking. wave
Ladybee42
wow Your poetry always surprises me Sophia thumbs up

purple heart purple heart
Poetnumber1
to grasp me within his thunder

I just love the latter highlighted phrase Sophia.Your poems do evoke some wonderful imagery upon the mind.Well penned!
LadyMorgana60
hug Each day we go on as normal..then a day arrives when we can go "Opps" purple heart
Always enjoy your unique style..with thanks bouquet
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