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No. 4

No. 4

A Poem by Pen Draggin'

 If we were strangers I would know your face
find it familiar and trace the warm smile
that in my dreams I eternally chased
feeling I have sought you all the while.
And if we were tanned babes on a beach
we would share our sand shovels and build life
e'er inspired by the waves at our feet
our hopes high in the clouds with our kites.
And if we had seen scores of seasons pass
now losing our own memories and names
it is your voice i would hope to hear last
so as to echo and soothe an aged brain.
To every song that fate can sing we stay
in tune like infallible harmony.

© 2009 Pen Draggin'


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"it is your voice i would hope to hear last
so as to echo and soothe an aged brain."

I love that line! This was an awesome poem. I like it when a poem has a word or phrase that just stays with me for the rest of my days, and I think this line will do just that. Wouldn't that be interesting? To know that a stranger may forever carry something you wrote or said? Hmm... I suppose that is why we all pursue this crazy pastime...


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This poem makes the word "love" not seem dangerous at all. Instead, it makes it feel like something the rest of us are all missing out on. Beautifully done, darlin.

Posted 14 Years Ago


"it is your voice i would hope to hear last
so as to echo and soothe an aged brain."

I love that line! This was an awesome poem. I like it when a poem has a word or phrase that just stays with me for the rest of my days, and I think this line will do just that. Wouldn't that be interesting? To know that a stranger may forever carry something you wrote or said? Hmm... I suppose that is why we all pursue this crazy pastime...


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful! Very dreamy and romantic!

"And if we were tanned babes on a beach
we would share our sand shovels and build life
e'er inspired by the waves at our feet
our hopes high in the clouds with our kites.
And if we had seen scores of seasons pass
now losing our own memories and names"

You have an incredibly poetic and intelligent mind. I love the way you use metaphors and descriptions.....

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Pen Draggin'
Pen Draggin'

Portland, OR



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Hi! I'm Kelsey, I'm 22 years old with a passion for poetry. I write because it is innate and, quite simply, I'm pretty f*****g good at it. I love the rain. I will always belong to the Northwest. I sa.. more..

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