A hand reaching through the fire-
take me in
and shield my soul.
The world around us is dying,
but with
you here
I would never
know.
*written for the prompt Friendship at Writer's Island
Monday, November 12, 2007
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19 comments:
Really like the first verse.
Oh, Nice. That is catching, quick and to the point. Just what I need. Good, and I liked it a lot!
Oh!!!! Oh!!!
This is a very sweet poem in regards to friendship.
Glorious words and thought! Love it!
Love the way soul and know kind of rhyme here.
This is one of those poems I enjoy reading again and again.
Aaaah! Really sweet.
Very sweet and thought provoking.
The title is evocative and changes the poem for me. I had missed it at first; it reshapes the meaning.
I love your words. Such a beautiful take on friendship, thank you. I noticed the part 3 of your story earlier today, I missed it last time on 3WW, heading there to read :) Thank you.
I like that. It says a lot in very few words.
Mad Kane
Very beautiful...
the last line is beautiful, a poem wiht your typically profound sorrow gathered in a simple sad twist...beautiful my friend
I'd be wary of using "soul" in a poem. It's one of those words that has been used again, again, again...just a thought.
Hope you're well.
S. Thomas Summers
i like the use of image and then message...it sets the tone for the contrast. not sure you need the italics.. well maybe not both of them.
I just love these lines:
"the world is dying,
with you here,
I don't notice."
Some people are just like that..a safe refuge from the evils of the world. I like this one, Sara. A lot.
Lovely this.
ohhh wow... brilliant emotion in just few words... loved it Sara...
Gave me an instantaneous smile. I know the feeling. Very simple, to the point, easy to grasp.
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