you punctuate
my days and nights
with question and exclamation marks,
commas, and periods.
so sad
that it isn't you
composing the words
between them.
Poem © 2005 by R. Burnett Baker
8 hours ago
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tight poem...all excitement and pauses but no substance...sheesh....smiles.
ReplyDeleteBrian...Guess you had to be there.... :)
ReplyDeleteRick
poignant
ReplyDeletebut briefly so
I sense a letting go
fine poem
Hope you are back into the rhythm of life
and doing well
"you punctuate
ReplyDeletemy days and nights"
nice writing - I like this.
This one is so incredibly sad, Rick. Heart-rending and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy this image of one person so important, but distant...a feeling of longing.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful...an achingly tragic and infinitely poignant metaphor, a feeling we've all had yet not been able to put into words.
ReplyDeleteSorry Rick, but I had a different take. Until I read other comments, it applied to my nagging (ex)wife who punctuated (mainly full stops) my life and ideas but didn't offer any suggestions! :-)
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