Empty As A Fool Poem by Leslie Philibert
Empty As A Fool
wet, curved hills,
sleet behind my eyes,
watery moss
in unreal green,
all this sucks like love
at my heavy steps;
then the stolen voices
of playing children,
kites that text the sky;
all this part of a story,
a day empty as a fool
Friday, January 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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5/5/2024 5:54:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yeah the days gone can't come back. Only memory lasts forever. Very nice poem. Thanks for sharing.