Quoth Theraven Poet Epitaph

She Came To Me

She came to me in the noon day sun..
her world wistful, longing for an unsung quiet.

But I would not remain still, nor silent,  
though her hours in life, never meant for long.

Desperately I grasped her up in loving embrace.. 
And in her arms cried, please let her remain!

I offered myself in sacrifice to assuage,  
but enchanted sirens called sweetly, come., 
and left me alone on an empty stage.

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Jennifer Proxenos August 29, 2020 at 1:38 AM Another very sad write, but glad you could hold her in your minds embrace which was important for you, Maybe it will happen again, when you least expect it. Great imagery. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Paul Callus July 28, 2020 at 1:50 PM You express longing with such powerful emotions, Richard....and yet you are also ready to face reality. Regards // paul Quoth Theraven August 1, 2020 at 9:23 PM Paul, Longing, yes. Longing described in your poem 'Unspoken Words', your words. Reality is what we conceive it to be (as long as no one is directly harmed). I hope you're doing well tonight. You are an inspiration to me. -Richard

Caren Krutsinger July 12, 2020 at 1:37 AM It is strange how fast some of us race right to the bargaining part.

Darlene De Beaulieu July 2, 2020 at 5:13 PM Hello Quote TheRaven, It sounds like a stage play to me. this is how I read this poem.Enjoy your evening my friend.

Vijay Pandit June 23, 2020 at 9:44 AM Longingly beautiful verses of love--a charming write, Richard.

Robert Lindley June 23, 2020 at 7:06 AM Superb poetry my friend. A true pleasure to read this morn. A fav.. God bless.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders June 15, 2020 at 9:35 PM Back to fave this one. :)

Juliet Ligon June 14, 2020 at 8:57 PM Passionate expressions of loss.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders June 9, 2020 at 5:45 PM A heartfelt epitaph, Richard...sad and still very beautiful. Blessings, Rhonda xx

Evelyn Judy Buehler June 7, 2020 at 10:51 PM A superb epitaph, Richard. The lines sing with beauty. :)

Andrea Dietrich June 7, 2020 at 1:09 PM Such emotion this evokes. It's really beautiful, Richard.

Heidi Sands June 7, 2020 at 7:28 AM Excellent poem Richard. I can feel this powerful write. I hope all is well. Take care, my friend :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 6, 2020 at 1:44 PM Evocative little piece, lovely write Richard, enjoyed. xomo

Michelle Faulkner June 6, 2020 at 10:30 AM You can feel the longing and the loss in every line, I especially like the last two lines, such sweet melancholy-

Silent One June 6, 2020 at 8:43 AM Like a dream that ends too soon... Deeply expressed Richard