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Alone In the Dark

Evening softly pours down from the hills.. The birds quiet , I hear the old dog bark Another day will soon be put to sleep And again I will be alone in the dark The scent of lilac now comes to me.. The breeze gentle as a baby's sigh The old back porch a haven now As I prepare myself to say goodbye Never thinking it would be this way.. So many days without much meaning Hearing the creak of the rocking chair Now to the past my thoughts are leaning

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/24/2013 7:23:00 PM

Barbara, congratulations with your poem on Andrea's, favorite list. always~ Linda

Painted Hunter

Date: 4/23/2013 7:00:00 AM

Just darn cool, Barbara....kinda sad seeing you alone in the dark...but sad makes good poetry and you nailed it. Congrats!

Tahera Mannan

Date: 4/22/2013 10:45:00 PM

beautiful. Many congrats dear friend.

James Fraser

Date: 3/22/2011 1:04:00 PM

Sad but enlightening in a way Barbara, with terrific images....:)

George Aul

Date: 3/22/2011 11:07:00 AM

Sad but a wonderful write.........George

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/22/2011 10:05:00 AM

Your poem is sad and meaningful, but I don't like the thought of you sitting alone and feeling this way, LNC. When we're young, we can never imagine how our lives will turn out. So much comes unexpectedly, so I'm hoping some unanticipated joy will find its way to you. I want to think of you "rocking," but not in a chair. Lecture over. Looking forward to the fishing trip! Love you, Carolyn

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

Date: 3/22/2011 9:14:00 AM

Dear Barbara, Sad vivid Imagery Can I bring My Rocking Chair next to YOURS and Creak Songs of the Past LOVE ALWAYS, YOUR Liege...HG

Jack Horne

Date: 3/22/2011 8:20:00 AM

Great poem and so very sad, Many congrats on your win : ) Jack

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/21/2011 3:28:00 PM

oh, my this is so nostalgic and with sweet imagery. I really love this one,Barbara. A fave!

Carrie Richards

Date: 3/21/2011 3:23:00 PM

There is often this feeling, in our late years, that we have passed the exciting days when there was still so much ahead of us. I watch my children with envy sometimes...or sometimes not...depends on the day and my pensive mood. :) I love this honest expression, Barbara!

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 3/21/2011 2:08:00 PM

A fine piece of work that shows your tallent so well...

James Foulk

Date: 3/21/2011 2:05:00 PM

a beatiful piece of poetry, so well written.

John Loving Iii

Date: 3/21/2011 2:01:00 PM

memories are like heaven sometimes. a place to take the time to explore the mind and the thing it will think up.