Monday, December 03, 2007

Cold Hands

Silence held him in its cold and lonely hands and an old sorrow drifted though his mind, once again blinding him to happiness.

Cordell Rich

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Deep thought expressed through few words on human condition.

10:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Terse but so accurate

4:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Poetry is supposed to contain much in few and u succeeded in doing so.

9:12 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

well done and poignantly philosophical,

9:19 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

meaningful and deep, well done regards Tom

9:26 AM  

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