Friday, April 16, 2010


See the light shine brightly
From the corner of her eye
There is something still running there
Something she's held on to
Even as hope seems to fade

Footsteps shuffle around
Making notes she'll never see
Telling tales 
That have nothing to do 
With a life lived

She smiles wide and states convincingly

I'll soon be found burning bright
My fire screaming through the night
You'll sing my name as I pass by
My light eclipsing
Shadows that fell over me

And I have no doubt now


Pat Tillett said...

Very darn nice!
It sounded so good that i read it a few times...

Kitty Moore said...

You made getting old sound very graceful (at least that was my interpretation of your poetry)

Anonymous said...

Very cool! I liked this a lot!