David Keig

Rookie - 13 Points (1951 / UK)

A Past Love - Poem by David Keig

Our love is like a melody
Played badly out of tune
Our love is like those plants we bought
That never seem to bloom
Our love is like an acid bath
That quickly strips away
All pretence of civility
No matter what we say.

Comments about A Past Love by David Keig

  • Heather Wilkins (6/18/2013 4:09:00 PM)

    some loves last some do not. our love is like a melody- played badly out of tune- - so it goes. nice work (Report) Reply

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  • (11/13/2007 5:51:00 PM)

    Painfully true for so many David well observed and written. Thank you, david (Report) Reply

  • (11/13/2007 4:49:00 PM)

    very nice, I loved it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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