David Wood

Gold Star - 12,302 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Dreams Of Past Love (Triolet) - Poem by David Wood

Every day I sit in the café and think of you
Over a glass of iced coffee and doughnut
Our love was so sweet gentle and true
Every day I sit in the café and think of you
You walked away out of my life making me blue
Now I watch young girls walk by flouncing their strut
Every day I sit in the café and think of you
Over a glass of iced coffee and doughnut

Topic(s) of this poem: love, love and life, love and loss

Form: Triolet


Comments about Dreams Of Past Love (Triolet) by David Wood

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/8/2015 3:13:00 PM)


    Well done. Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Amitava Sur (9/8/2015 7:50:00 AM)


    A poignant poem in remembering the loving partner who is no more. but all those sweet and fond memories are still haunting continuously. Very emotional and touched my heart (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015



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