Feverish Night Poem by Geoff Warden
Feverish Night
Watching her from a distance....she rests
Never knowing or feeling.......my eyes
In peace of silent slumber.....she nests
No concern that I sit close......ask why
In solitude of woven silk....her peace
A pillow overstuffed down....her crown
Watching her from shorten distance... she weeps
Tissue wipes the water out...........from eyes
Fevers heat finally broken.....shes fine
Now I can lay to rest....girl of mine..
Through the wind and the pain, love shall rise again, awesome piece Geoff Love duncan X
LIGHTEST TINGE OF THE ABSTRACT HERE, SIR G....I LIKE IT! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
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4/18/2024 2:33:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Going to be quite honest with you, Geoff. The opening is all right; we'll have it, we will. Think the 3rd couplet is the poem's most pleasing to the ear and eye. The premise isn't all that original, and the 5th couplet is somewhat of a let down; could use a pinch more punch to bring it on home.