by Richard Trotter
I saw a shiny polished floor
And imagined it was a lake
By which I walked with her
On an eerie summers day.
In silence we strolled
under the yellow sky
Until I recalled, her indifference
and felt the dull ache of truth
Author's Note: leeds university experiences..
Posted on 01/11/2004
Copyright © 2020 Richard Trotter
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Stephanie Kent on 01/11/04 at 01:49 AM|
I love the bittersweet, nostalgic feel of this. . .
|Posted by Leandra K Brossard on 01/13/04 at 05:20 AM|
Mmmm... I like this.. The minor fantasies of the romantic mind, but sadly broken by the intrusion of reality...
|Posted by Marjorie Anne Reagan on 09/07/04 at 05:58 PM|
Timeless unrequited love. Romantic and beautifully written still.