Menu
Monday, July 13, 2009

*knock, Knock Comments

Rating: 2.7
We die from within and just like our statues
We dedicate to our eternal memory,
So many trinkets sculpted
From concrete, brass, plaster and wood.

...

Ted Sheridan
COMMENTS
Ken E Hall 08 September 2010
Anyone who thinks he has more friends than fingers on one hand is a fool, you work it out so well regards
1 1 Reply
Vaughn Bekker 24 May 2010
a very diferent aproach to life and death, nice write though
2 0 Reply
Obed Souza 16 July 2009
Your points of view are totally different from mine, but you are an excellent writer. We start to die the day we are born...
2 0 Reply
Sandra Martyres 14 July 2009
You are right and this is a lovely true write...
1 1 Reply
Emancipation Planz 13 July 2009
? Tis me... That they never really knew us all that well… (yes.. I know that.. but, I love to answer your knock...) ... nice to see you again.. aroha, Deana
1 0 Reply

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

1/22/2021 12:58:43 PM # 1.0.0.425