Please, tell me if you like it
Do you remember our sweet life
When we were so young
And had in our heart no other desire
Than to be clothed and in love
When by adding your age to mine
We couldn't reach forty years between us
And, in our humble little home
Everything, even winter, seemed spring
Beautiful days
The world sat to incredible banquets
My freinds said I was eloquent, and your blouse
Had a pin that pricked me
I read a lot of Plato, but remember nothing
Better than Malbranche and Lammenais
You showed me celestial kindness
With the flower you gave me
Our gardens were a single lilac
You screened the window with your slip
I would use the cracked clay bowl
And gave you the porcelain cup
The great calamities made us laugh
Your lashes burnt your stocking lost
And the beloved portrait of divine Shakespeare
That we sold one evening for our supper
A simple but touching poem?
That is truly beautiful...
I love the imagery that it gives the reader.
While reading it, I was able to feel what you felt, see what you saw, and hear what you heard.
VERY good.
I especially liked the pricking blouse part. =]
Reply:I hope this was a serious effort, because truthfully I loved it. Is this by your sister?
Reply:holy oh ma god...did you rite that! cuz if ya did that is so great even if you didnt that poem has so much meaning it scares me! (but in a good way) This poem rocks!!! So deep
Reply:This is really beautiful. It really makes me think of things. Keep writing. Its amazing. Really it is. :) good luck!
Reply:that is such a sweet and poem that sounds true to the heart. Whoever wrote it should look into getting it published
Reply:Great job. I'ld rather read this than a boring older poem in English!
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