"Your Day" Livin on the Edge: "Your Day" - 05/04/2015 Perth, ON Walking an talking, my heart always flows, with yours, and like a human, without another, we’d just be not… Simple things, lesser complications, n’ kinder days, and those bad lost ones, go away n’ leave me, and fear me, telling the truth, why less… You guessed it, we’re here now, and not there, or supposing, we would go to where you thought, and then what, lost impressions, and nothing less than now… Premonitions, it’s up to you, to believe, where from ages n’ ages, and all this modern hush hush presumption, just spin your head, with mine, and see life… And what could I say, if you showed me the door, tattle tailing lies no more, sacred and scared, we’re here now, surely a miracle…  L1nds: Your poems are wistful and I can relate. I love to use memories in poems for catharsis and perspective and color. Livin on the Edge: In reply to Smartasq: Thanks, that's interesting the way you use your words from your memory , emotions, outlook and texture; is it poetry or prose?. | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |
