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what's up with you?
by Richard TrotterFriend, you ask, what ails you
when thought and wisdom fails you
when flower roots derail you?
I answer glumly, 'tis her hair
that falls like a shattered stair
desperately leading nowhere.
And the stars that shine on sadness
to pick out each facet of madness
and certain people's coldness:
With their rows of hangman faces
betrayed in different places
the wide and gaping lonely spaces:
So the lessons I cannot learn
leave the hollow man to yearn
willing the pages to turn. 06/03/2004
Posted on 06/03/2004
Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Stephanie Kent on 06/03/04 at 08:35 PM "'tis her hair that falls like a shattered stair
desperately leading nowhere." This has such beautiful captured moments.:) xx
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| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 06/03/04 at 09:03 PM great poem, great flow...i love it |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 06/04/04 at 08:14 AM great rhyming scheme and rhythm... leaves you with a longing and sadness for this "hollow man"... very good, richard... blessings... |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 06/07/04 at 06:39 PM hey richard.. havent been on here in a while but its exciting to see your works again.. excellent! |
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