Fallen. Poem by Peter Vealey
Fallen.
How can I tell you,
Can`t you see it in my eyes?
Well, wondering from
Retreat
A place to be.
Sunsets of purple grey,
Saturday nights in the small-town life
Skylines of (lamp-lights) ?
Old blues of loving you.
Got all the minutes safely paid for
Still now and then,
We ponder why time
Changes all and
Love leaves by the back door
Fallen and unnoticed.
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blues
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
An affectionate influenced tribute to the romanticism of Cat Stevens.
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