The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 5/24/08

[BlueIris]

"Aftermath"
 
I learnt to write to you in happier days, 
     And every letter was a piece I chipped 
     From off my heart, a fragment newly clipped 
From the mosaic of life; its blues and grays, 
Its throbbing reds, I gave to earn your praise. 
     To make a pavement for your feet I stripped 
     My soul for you to walk upon, and slipped 
Beneath your steps to soften all your ways. 
     But now my letters are like blossoms pale 
We strew upon a grave with hopeless tears. 
     I ask no recompense, I shall not fail 
Although you do not heed; the long, sad years 
     Still pass, and still I scatter flowers frail, 
And whisper words of love which no one hears. 

—Amy Lowell

[BlueIris]

1. Kick.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. My dear BlueIris!

Oh, wow!

More Amy Lowell!

And this is exquisite...

Just perfect!

Thank you...

:hug:



I just posted my newest too...

[BlueIris]

3. C-Peg! Awesome!!

I shall find C-Peg's poem ASAP.

[ThomCat]

4. That is an incredible poem.

And it's very sad. It says a hell of a lot about both the writer and the recipient. :(

[khashka]

5. So beautiful

and so sad. God that hit's home.

Khash.