No kidding! With rue my heart is laden For golden friends I had, For many a rose-lipt maiden And many a lightfoot lad. By brooks too broad for leaping The lightfoot boys are laid; The rose-lipt girls are sleeping In fields where roses fade. [A E Housman]
Oh come on guys, that's one fine poem! OH! It's on Craig' list that means someone has already read it!! So what!? All the best poems come per-read!! Many have been read ten's of millions of times before they reach us! OK OK here's a brand new one just for you. To see them go They leave us a tear those who went before and are no more. They step from these shadows Ferried by light, another and distant shore. This tear two meanings gathers as it falls. and tears to ocean call We are not leaving you We are leading you Where we go so go all. But now we are parted So a parents promises given I will be with you in every tear that falls. DKE
Craig's List--who woulda thunk? You got me at "rose-lipt maiden." Far too old to expect anything like that but not old enough to give up visions in that general direction. Your own poem is pretty darn good, well done!
