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One day
by Richard TrotterOne day i fell in your ocean
gripped by the whirlpool i made,
when the world is torn and flowing
I gasp the dampest serenade-
reduced with each look and thought
Angel, will your sweetness fade?
One day I gazed at the twilight,
the last light played on your face,
I held your warm and absent hand
but sat alone in the darkest place,
where flowers bloom around me
but cut me so far from your grace.
x x 03/03/2005 Posted on 03/03/2005
Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/03/05 at 10:21 PM ...poignant, gripping...love the metahors here, 'your ocean ,,, whirlpool that i made ,,, warm and absent hand' ... it's rich all over richard...peace, chaz |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/03/05 at 10:27 PM richard, this is so beautifully sad... it tastes of your unique flair for sad love poetry... excellent write... blessings...
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| Posted by Melissa Arel on 03/04/05 at 02:33 PM One of your best I think :) Beautifully rendered, Richard.. great job :) |
| Posted by Stephanie Kent on 03/05/05 at 12:41 AM That second stanza is exquisite...there is such brevity in those little captured moments; they say so much. "absent hand"...amazing. |
| Posted by Megan Langley on 03/05/05 at 03:37 AM I absolutely love everything about this poem... the imagery, the rhyming, just everything! and I'm sooooo estatic to see that you are still writing poetry ;) xoxo
much love ~megan |
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