Flowers by Keith D Allison Flowers of my seed Growing growing so far away Laughter drifting on the morning breath yet silence… upon the ear touch the lonely tear Beauty oh beauty across the distant miles what am I doing here Flowers flowers of spring flowers of the heart Time distant unknown grasp shadows wrapped Flowers of spring flowers of summer flowers of the autumn breeze Flowers Their fragrance wraps around you like warm winds to the heart Flowers flowers growing in the distance in miles 05/28/2009 Posted on 05/28/2009 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/28/09 at 06:34 PM Life is a do-it-yourself project, sometimes we must see our work from the distance, and that can be a blessing and a sad curse. Nice write. Thanks. Posted by Kris Mara on 05/29/09 at 01:11 PM the repetition in this has a great power, which may be odd to say when the repetition is flowers, but since the flowers are the object of longing here, that's what I'm hearing...this is like gazing at a photograph, longing to be near the subject instead of holding only images...very nice Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 1 Second(s)