Michael J. Falotico Poet Rhyme

Written Memories

I remember when we watched sad movies...
                            A place where you were the only one I'd see...
                         It's ok I believed that what we were no one else had...
                  The music played in the background as emotions sang sad...
                          Too much a tug of war on who would love more...
                          And after the credits rolled two hearts lay torn...
                        A poet and a writer that couldn't change the ending...
                      You will write a novel and I will rhyme a new beginning ...
                   Yours will have deep characters and mine formed memories...
                           But without us I would have no written poetry...

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Wilma Neels December 18, 2011 at 8:10 AM I am sending you some warmth from Cape Town.. the day has been nice and hot over here the whole weekend.. You made me laugh with that pic comment ;) love and smiles Wilma

Anne-Lise Andresen December 9, 2011 at 12:19 PM We all have "Old Memories" (the good one we ceep) OXOX Anne-Lise

M.I.A . December 5, 2011 at 7:44 PM deep and beautiful Micheal, it's a love story! Loved those last couple of lines.

Wilma Neels December 4, 2011 at 11:12 PM We have so many memories that we would love to forget and somehow they are the ones that motivate us to write gems.. I had to smile MJF!! Needless to say, I love this! Love ya W

Dinda Minardi December 4, 2011 at 8:43 AM A strong poem, enjoyed every line, especially the 4th, and the last 6 lines, well yeah, every line hahaha. Hope you have a blast weekend :)

Poet Destroyer A December 3, 2011 at 7:43 AM Michael, ((Too much a tug of war on who would love more)) this is a pure genius line.. lol.,.. i play this role with my youngest daughter all the time... I truly wish me and Nathan would go back in to US*.. it sure made a lot of difference in our writing... I'm glad you know who and what is the course of your undying writing.. Enjoyed the memories that spark all kinds of feeling, in you... have a good one,..p.d.

Poet Tacito December 3, 2011 at 7:19 AM This is truly deep sir. Triggering thought here...

Lizzie Treetop December 3, 2011 at 4:42 AM Keepwriting your poetry Michael it is always special. X Lizzie

Kabuteng P.Ink K. December 2, 2011 at 11:40 PM Ah, sometimes indeed a painful experience can unleash the writer in us-- I think everything happens for a reason and this experience for you may as well be that-- at least from this, something fruitful was born....missing "n" in beginning, btw-- thanks for sharing, this Michael and all the best in your contest (ha now I am rhyming) :) hugs

Andrea Dietrich December 2, 2011 at 9:33 PM wow, very deep and lovely, Michael. Looks like a model for your contest you have going. I wish I could think of one like this for you.

Elizabeth Wesley December 2, 2011 at 7:23 PM La raison d'etre for the poet. Don't you love to paint pictures for th mind with your pen? And you do it so well Michael!

Cory Long December 2, 2011 at 7:05 PM Awesome.. I love it hope all is well cory

Tracy Edwards December 2, 2011 at 6:10 PM Simply lovely Michael xx

Michael J. Falotico December 2, 2011 at 4:19 PM We all have reasons that got us to Poetry.. Here was mine....