fog and wind
humming past
hemlocks bending
orange leaves dancing
my heart breaking
she’s gone
her receding tide
once a little girl’s laughter
lost in the fog and wind blowing
past forgotten times
© chuck a stetson 2012
Her Storm
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Touches deep within…
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Pleasure chuck…In between, please do spare time and check out my work and let me know your response. Thanks
the spareness of pronouns and word choice makes this poem so accessible…and poignantly beautiful. You write as well as you shutterbug, Chuck.
there are times when a particular person comes to mind when i write poetry; this particular poems protagonist is well known to me, yet i tried to make her more broad and perhaps personal to the reader. thank you for reading