It would be so easy to blame others
for our plight in this world.
To curse others
for our plundering lifestyle.
But as we grow, mature and
day by day, slowly get ourselves well...
Reality comes crashing in.
It bowls us over and slaps us
in the face.
And finally, we awaken..........great part funny but good loved it!
your poem about twenty little angels was so loving and sweet for such a tragic event! I was so hurt too but I couldnt write it! and your poem A glimpse vivid in scene I could see emotion and feel your love. I turned to writting also as a way to let out stress and emotion in a positive way and it reaaly helped Im enjoying reading your work but I cant comment on poems? I just started ph I cant even get my profile going but I hope you get this message and thank you again for the enjoyable readings and comments!
Hi Colleen, I have just finished reading the Witch's Grave. Thank you for a great poem which made me feel empathy for someone who died so many years ago in a town I have never been to. Great work! I am new to PM and I am glad I joined. This is the reason you only have one comment from me. I will read the remainder of your poems one each day to absorb and enjoy your work. Also, many thanks for your comments about my work. They were very much appreciated. Being new to PM I was nervous and your kind words were most welcomed.
Hi Colleen, The Witch's Grave, Nicely written, almost a mini story, has a lovely spooky atmosphere with just the right amount of sorrow and regret of such a misguided society that once ruled that area, is it drawn from life where you live or entirely made up, either way another excellent write from you and 10 out of 10 again, love your work, I have only 2 more poems from my dim distant past to put on PH and then I have to actually write something new.....GULP! ! ! ! ! ! Mind you I'm a little annoyed with my list obsession yesterday I got 94 hits on my poems but only 4 points on the favourites list whereas I was overtaken by someone who had about 15 hits and yet got 20 favourite points, I just don't understand how it works, arghhhh. Sorry must try to forget that and get on with my writing, see you later Colleen, much love from me.
I'm not the girl I used to be That girl has gone away. Where did she go? I do not know, She simply went astray. Her life once full of happiness Of bright and sunny days, An optimistic outlook So hopeful, glad and gay. But now so full of sadness