Poem -
Gateway
I'm at the end of my tether,
wether that means anything..
I talk about the weather..
and this and that.
and maybe what the future
brings..
Who knew?
this world without you..
isn't the same..
Opportunity will never knock..
and still I flock to favourite
places where you've been,
We never do what we think we
should, maybe I could now
relate to all I previously
miss understood, but it's too late,
The time has sprung,
and all we see is a swinging gate.
where I have run.
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Comments
Wow Pauline I love this piece. It flow beautifully and so easy read! Px
it flowed off my fingers .I've not at all been inspired of late...thankyou...
This is truly Poetic Beauty.....or at least that's what I like to call it.......It has an absolutely STELLAR flow to it....where I could intuit already what the next line would be......because so many of us can relate to those lovely fleeting moments when you say to yourself ~ "lets take a little walk down to the gate" and then you don't do it....because the decision is so quick and fleeting.....But LATER...Oh my God LATER!!.....regrets and true melancholy pervade the soul
....I LOVE Everything about this piece my friend......ALL STARS & PINNED for Perfection.......sorry about rambling on....just such a pleasure to read something this good when it has just come out of the authors mind and into existence......God, I Love Poetry!!.....thanx for this PAULINE!!......Bravo!.....T xo : )
Xx Tony you have a way with words, I guess we all do in our unique styles..even if I don't like the style of a poem, I read it and you can spot that style without looking at who wrote it...poetry springs from our soul..you can't sit and write it cold shoulder..I don't write it..it leaps out particularly when I feel strongly about something...very like painting..it wrenches forth from our soul .or at least I believe so.,. I don't post as often but I'm reading,. Love this site.x