Rayzor Posted February 1, 2012 Report Share Posted February 1, 2012 In an old wooden chair near the bed, She sits beside me, A young girl with blonde hair, And eyes blue as the sea. She speaks to me ever softly, And touches my hand. I'm not sure what to say to her, But pretend to understand. I'm not sure if this young girl has seen, Me before today, But she suddenly wraps her arms around Me in embrace. I don't know how to react, I pat her back in disbelief. "Sorry grandpa," she says, "But I really have to leave." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted February 1, 2012 Report Share Posted February 1, 2012 Love your stuff, Ray! again, took me by surprise at the end. You are the master at the turn-of-phrase that takes you down unexpected paths. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TheLizard Posted February 1, 2012 Report Share Posted February 1, 2012 This was the saddest damn thing I've ever read. I'm gonna be bummed for the rest of the day. Which means you did a great job, Ray. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rayzor Posted February 2, 2012 Author Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 Glad you kids enjoyed it. And I'm only partially sorry that I bummed you out TimLizzy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steel2Velvet Posted February 4, 2012 Report Share Posted February 4, 2012 Would have been nice to see you develop it for maybe one more stanza before that last one. Nice stuff, Ray. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Laurie_ Posted February 5, 2012 Report Share Posted February 5, 2012 Very nice... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Posted February 7, 2012 Report Share Posted February 7, 2012 Ray, this is so very good ..... like Tim, I could just cry. It's so sad, so quick, but the sentiment is so beautiful. I absolutely love it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rayzor Posted February 7, 2012 Author Report Share Posted February 7, 2012 S2V: I tried to make something up for the middle part of this poem but this was all of the visit I witnessed... The greatest prose comes from personal trials Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rayzor Posted May 26, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 26, 2012 RIP Poppa (1930-2012). This is yours now. No "goodbye", just "see you later". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Posted May 26, 2012 Report Share Posted May 26, 2012 ..... and I like (understand?) the change in your signature. Deserves another . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rayzor Posted June 11, 2012 Author Report Share Posted June 11, 2012 (edited) Thanks Lucky. Sorry took so long but I was avoiding this thread for awhile. Damn... just read this poem again and I nearly cried. Stupid poets... Edited June 11, 2012 by Guest Edit? Me? No! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BrilliantDisguise Posted August 9, 2012 Report Share Posted August 9, 2012 This one hit home. Very nice writing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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