In the shallows of a broken heart swims....

Dancing in the shallows of mind

that float day dreaming

in the pool of shadows,

thoughts follow me

encircled by ripples of grey.

I gather memories

like flowers picked

drifting from echoes past

that disappear....

as the moon waves

the silver wand

acknowledging the

rise of the sun

and all that is....

past is past

once again,

night falls.

As love sits back

and laughs on its pending doom,

hope crawls along the broken hearted

sewing the heart in need of mending

that is now crying.

In a pool of sorrow

tears swim.

Reviews

[sette]

what more can I say? a very touching poem about painful love. nice writing too.