I Miss Him

I miss him 07/16/11 "come fluttering words, come drifting words to me ...." My heart is as hard as those steps of stone. Now he has passed and I'm all alone. Bent to smell the fragrance of the flowers. Has turned my tears into rain showers. Death creeped in and took him away. My colors of love have turned to gray. Our love,life that we've both shared. With the hurt my heart should have been spared. He has passed and left me here and my thoughts will never be clear. Teresa Skyles Entered in Constance La France~A Rambling Poet~"what is she thinking"contest. There is no truth to this poem it's pure fiction.

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Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 7/28/2011 1:17:00 PM

My congratulations on the this win in the contest of Constance, Teresa

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/28/2011 7:54:00 AM

Congratulations on your special poem placing in Constance La France's "What is she thinking" contest Teresa. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 7/28/2011 12:01:00 AM

Congrats Teresa on your lovely win with these exquisite words of poetic art my friend..lovely..

Jack Horne

Date: 7/21/2011 7:01:00 AM

Beautiful touching piece, Teresa - and I'm so glad to hear it's not based on reality : )

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/18/2011 9:57:00 PM

I was going to take this route too with the topic of this contest but went a different way with it. I like this way you did it very much, Teresa!

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/18/2011 4:51:00 AM

What a blessing we have in PoetrySoup. A place to come to write and read and make new friends along the ink trail. I am wishing you a day full of inspiration. I enjoyed reading your poetry today and hope to read many more written by you in the future Teresa. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 7/17/2011 3:13:00 PM

I was starting to get worried but for your footnote Teresa..it is a beautiful emotional write my friend.. lovely rhyme and concept of the empty feeling death leaves behind..good luck in the contest my friend...