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Missing Max

Your silhouette softens Your scent weakens Yet I still ache in your shadow I ponder quiet moments If it could be possible That you may still be around I know it's not probable In truth filled reality But I cannot bear to not hope Your trinkets lay dormant As permanent knife wounds Sometimes I'm unable to cope Washing up I heard whispers Of you calling (kazy) Bubbles so beautiful Observe Colourfilled Therapy Float....... (My darling sister ... miss you most xxxx)

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Black Eyed Susan

Date: 9/26/2012 9:44:00 AM

so sad...a great tribute to her. I liked "trinkets lay dormant" and "colourfilled therapy" :) p.s. thanks for your comment on my clerihew. I didn't know if I had done it right or not, since it was my first one.

Karen Deeks
Date: 9/26/2012 10:25:00 AM

hello .....thanks for your comments on this and as far as the criteria was laid down .... you seemed to fill it perfectly.....thanks again haren

Kathryn Collins

Date: 6/6/2012 1:24:00 PM

Your ending is perfect. If I understand what you are saying, I'm sorry. "trinkets lay dormant" is so moving. love, Kathy

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/4/2012 5:27:00 PM

Hi,Karen i love it!!!!!!!!!!!,,,Today I'm reading poems from my aunt PD's account, hope you don't mind. Sincerely pd's niece SYLVIA}i{