Karen Dominick Poet I do not know?

Without a Kiss

I smell your cologne at my front door

Memories of you leaving hard in my head

Never enough time for words to be said

When the one you love isn’t there anymore

My ego is bruised and sore

My heart bleeding red in the mourning

From the emptiness of the night before

No goodbyes, only a well wish

And you disappear into the mist

Of my yesterday

without a kiss

Standing here with my wounded pride

Wondering do I have anything left inside

Just how do I erase

the memory of your face

your touch and your embrace

And the smell of your cologne at my front door?

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Poet Destroyer A November 24, 2013 at 10:46 AM Karen, ... CONGRATULATIONS:) on having your poem featured on the soups HOME PAGE. Enjoy the new coming week, and Thanksgiving Holiday.. Always a poet friend <3 =LINDA

Skat A November 22, 2013 at 11:39 AM Karen, , Congratulations on having your poem Featured this week. Loving ~SKAT~

Jerry Bolton November 18, 2013 at 8:04 AM This just hurts to read, Karen. Unfortunately I have been there, only I was always the one leaving. I'm not proud of it, it's just a sad fact of my two lost decades. Until, finally and forever, I was the one who heard the slamming of the door and it wasn't me who slammed it. Too late, much too late, I came to my senses, but by then Nannette had died.

Anthony Beesley July 28, 2010 at 2:05 PM love it you are truly a womens woman never tame only train the rage that burns within

Jose Panicker July 28, 2010 at 9:07 AM nice poem...clearly brings out the emotions n feelings involved. Continue writing dear...love.

Sara Kendrick September 30, 2009 at 11:55 AM Loss love is so sad. Keep surviving and writing. Sara