Wayne Emerson Tidwell Poet Rhyme

Please Handle With Care

My poems are fragile,
please handle with care
Protect them from sunlight,
and people who stare
The paper is brittle,
like parchment of old
The words penned in blood,
speak of nightmares untold
Cradle the stories, 
and words of desire
Don't let them wander,
or get close to the fire
Keep them from danger,
and always be fair
My poems are fragile,
please handle with care.

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Tom Briges March 22, 2010 at 12:57 AM Good job and really good poem keep up the work

Kim Hilliker January 9, 2010 at 1:35 AM Nice rhyme and meter. I enjoyed your poem. Thanks for sharing and congrats on being featured.

Lea O'Brien January 6, 2010 at 9:59 PM hello Wayne, this poem is sweet delicate, and well.........fragile!!! ;-) Thank you for posting it. It was enjoyable to read

Amanda Governale January 6, 2010 at 7:18 PM I really liked this poem! Shows just enough character and well it is a pretty darn good piece of work. Also, Congrats! - AmandaLG*

James Fraser January 5, 2010 at 9:17 AM Many congratulations on your fine poetry being featured this week, Happy New Year to you >> James

Robin Maughan January 4, 2010 at 7:04 AM Congrats on your "fragile feature"! Stay with the "Soupers" and you will always be handled with care! Hugs Always, Robin

Carol Sunshine Brown January 4, 2010 at 3:24 AM Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Wayne. May you have may more. Love, Carol

Carol Sunshine Brown May 12, 2009 at 7:08 AM Congratulations on your poetry making it into the semi finals Wayne. Wishing you the best of luck in the finals. Love, Carol

Raul Moreno May 3, 2009 at 11:23 PM Wayne, my belated congrats in making the semi finals...Raul

Carrie Richards October 29, 2008 at 6:34 PM I think that when they come from the heart...indeed they are fragile. :) Nice one! ~ Carrie