Poetry Forum

When the mists rise
And the spring comes again
I shall still be
Sad you’re gone

The city will mourn
Your absence like
A dead baby
Losing weight

Turning the corner
It is not your face I shall see
But someone else’s
Shining, hopeful
But not you and therefore
Grey, empty

When you rest your head
Against my breast
Like a tired warrior
I know it is I who must
Do battle bravely
Just for you

The dawn breaks
Alone I am always
With you stroking the peals
Of your little nervous laugh
Your hands-in-pockets defiance
Your every move I watch as a cat on a wall
Waits for the sun; I wait for yours to fall away
Leaving me in the light
Hungry, fearless,
Drinking the day
Blind,
Folded
Peerlessly
Imploded
Sucking at solitude

Sad you’re gone

I've read afew poems but they didn't really interest me just seem to ramble on about nothing important then i got to yours and it kept my mind happy seemed you impressed it with your wordplay good write

Thank you. it keeps my mind busy to write but being read is a relatively new pleasure for me.
Des