Drought
by J.A. Pak
in the drought
burnt-up leaves
rustle and fall
like rain
the way our hearts
stir the sounds
of friends and lovers
dead
by J.A. Pak
in the drought
burnt-up leaves
rustle and fall
like rain
the way our hearts
stir the sounds
of friends and lovers
dead
Sadly beautiful. *
Nicely structured, effective rhythm.
Stunning.*
Stirring. *
Mathew: music to my ears.
Gary: thanks!
Amanda: wow, thanks!
Beate: seems the perfect word. ;)
Beautiful.
The wonder and the tragedy - the nuts and bolts of life. A good piece.
*, J.A.. A lyrical expression of a sad but apt analogy. Nice work.
Tara: Thanks so much!
Sam: Thank you!
David: Thank you!
* Oh!
Nonnie: :)
the way our hearts / stir the sounds / of friends and lovers / dead
Nice!
Bill: thanks so much! Nothing like a downer final line. ;)
Lovely. Says what is true and can be felt.*
Sara: thank you!
They always know when to stir. Beautiful *
Rene: so true!
Insightful, sensitive, gorgeous! ***
Certainly.
Charlotte: <3
Steven: I'm still waiting for coffee... ;)