There's something about poetry that saves me… ~ Martin Espada
Making my bones soakI may chokeChilling pic tooBringing forth the verse from you
Thanks Pat. I'm having a little grey spell. Thanks for stopping by.
I hear you with the 'grey spell.' January is often that way, I think. We look at things through different glasses.
Winter is a time of introspection - but spring will follow :) Love the shape of this poem
ugh...betrayal...that is the worst of sins in my book....i have a hard time getting over that one...nice write mary...
ohhhh, I loved reading this, I could feel the emotions as i did so.
"dark clouds seeded with betrayal"Love that line! Sometimes the best of poems are the ones that are brief and right to the point. Really like this Mary!
... but the sun will shine again!
i agree with ginny!!!
so much said in so few words, nicely done.
Thank you all for your comments. I'll be around to read your entries as well.
It's been so dry around here and we've come to look forward to, and love the rain because of it. I feel like you've insulted a friend. You did very thoroughly and beautifully, however. Just sayin...http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/10/the-sun-came-up-again-4/
Marbles - Awww...I really like rain and storms and grey weather too. lol, and I hope you get some soon!
Dark as it gets. Really good write.
ouch..yes...betrayal births bitterness and destroys so much...the pic is just perfect with your words mary...underlines the topic even more powerful..