Email Poem

Your IP Address: 216.73.216.88

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

It was there, just by chance, we were caught unprepared
Staring, surprised, into eyes of the past
I'd been watching the ducks as they circled the pond
It seems that the hands on a clock sweeping time
had circled around and like the ducks, without end

Today, on this bench, lost men will linger, 
while waiting for nothing, and no place to go
Once we had claimed this 'our' place to hold hands,
planning a future that never began
Children we were with the world at command
I'm glad we aren't talking in circles,   .. like then

Other children are playing in the rust afternoon,
zippered up tight, against winter wind
Talking of children..you tell me there's two 
You show me a photo,…then, I share a few

I am all out of bread, as the sun starts to fade
taking away all the stains of the day
East of the bandstand shadows grow long, 
falling in corners like memories do

We've learned to know twilight can be bittersweet
And taste what dim recall has only allowed
Goodbyes are said, and you then, kiss my cheek, ..
then you turn and you wave, as you are crossing the street

Left wondering now, where those lost men will go,
it worries my brow, what lost men will eat
A shadow of you, is still left in the park, …
of us holding hands, as it starts to get dark
I leave a few dollars here, on our bench
Checking my watch,… I will leave no regrets


________________________________________________________________

When Love Reckons For A Second Time Contest 
Sponsor Nayda Ivette Negron

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required