I Go On
You spill into my dreams,
Intrude into my days.
You come into my thoughts,
A pause in the cold wind.
Then you are gone again.
And the cold wind bites
The hard winds blow,
And I go on.
Cordell Rich
Goodbye little Girl
Intrude into my days.
You come into my thoughts,
A pause in the cold wind.
Then you are gone again.
And the cold wind bites
The hard winds blow,
And I go on.
Cordell Rich
Goodbye little Girl
posted by "The Prince" John Pierce, Wade Garrett, Richard Dangler. I have many names. at 10:17 AM
5 Comments:
A nice soliloquy of few short lines but invoking deep ideas as [you] probably the lover off and on invades the speaker's mind/ heart leaving her restless..well done
Short, Dramatic and a very impactful piece of poetry. Lovely composition. Felt what the writer was feeling
Brief but has a mighty impact.
Beautifully structured and focused. The memory of a loss enters consciousness as a cold wind. All but the chill fades.
Short and to the point well written.
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