Her Poem by Jim Milks
Her
Rating: ★5.0
I sit
Alone, Tired
Watching the clouds drift by
The sun slips down day into night
Beneath the coldhearted orb I see her
Still. Her memory haunts my dreams.
Memories are all I
have to hold, so
I sit
© JPM 10/1/08
This is an experimentation in formal poetry, this is known as a Rictameter.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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4/19/2024 9:55:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful. so much emotion in such few words.