Emma Buckeridge Poet Pantoum

Raining On My Insanity

You faded too soon
Gone to the moon
A holiday for you
Now what am I to do
Gone to the moon
Lost without you
Now what am I to do
A frosted complexion 
Lost without you
A holiday for you
A frosted complexion
You faded too soon

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Gwendolen Song March 17, 2011 at 2:40 PM Emma, This person certainly made an impact on your life. Your poem reflects your mood with this great line-a frosted complexion. I am around much death in my profession and "frosted" is a great adjective for the shock and dismay felt. Blessings. Gwendolen

Ephraim Crud March 17, 2011 at 1:51 PM Hi Emma. I liked this but is it some new fangled pantoum? it's not one that i'm familiar with. However, it's a good write and thank you for sharing.

Poet Destroyer A March 17, 2011 at 1:49 PM A sad deep.poem Emma.. enjoyed... have a nice day..p.d.