Tender Pearls
10 November, 2005
Author: Moonstarshine
its cold.. the air
outside my window
an unmoving stare
the moon glares
down my face
thoughts all in a row
in silence my heart speaks
solace by itself it seeks
like high tides
the emotions ride
welling tears
moisten the eyes
like the sea in strong winds
heart races
it braces
to feel
this moment
saving the tears
in silken kerchief
like precious pearls
lest they fall
and shatter
each drop matters
the night is spent
saving tender memories
of you
and..me..
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Rick (4.253.84.1) -- Friday, November 11 2005, 06:19 pm I am glad ---- you have a treasure box to store your memories/ A wonderful pome. Thank you for sharing. |
| werty (65.69.27.9) -- Thursday, March 30 2006, 06:47 pm it is the best |
| good (65.69.27.9) -- Thursday, March 30 2006, 06:48 pm sad |
| MC (64.12.116.5) -- Thursday, March 30 2006, 09:31 pm an exquisitely worded poem. Great job! |
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