Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Rain .. Rain.. Rain.. COLD rain!

"The good writer seems to be writing about himself, but has his eye always on that thread of the Universe which runs through himself and all things." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Wait until you are hungry to say something, until there is an aching in you to speak."
~Natalie Goldberg

"Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain." ~ Billie Holiday

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It has rained and rained all day.. I have piddled around inside.. pickling quail eggs and besides that doing not much of anything all day.. I went through some old pictures..I have planned the foods I will carry to the poetry club feast tomorrow night and even wrote the poems that they assigned for us to bring with us.. I even wrote a poem for my class on AllPoetry.com.. I had waited and waited for months before writing this poem.. It wasn't that I didn't understand the concept.. I just couldn't decide on two words..

Acrosteleostics~ the third form of acrostic poem.. two words or two messages..one highlighted on each side..

I know the words love and hate have been used poetically for centuries.. I racked my brain to think of different words.. finally today as the rain fell outside I just wrote the poem that came to me when I first got the assignment.. I like it.. I hope you do to.. have a great day!
Patsy


What a Difference a Day Makes



Loyal listener.. perfect friend..
keeper of my secrets..
I feared you knew not your wort
H!

Offering your shoulder...
my burdens to bear..
How we laughed at life's Dram
A.

Velvet lies dripped from your tongue..
enticing a confession of my Love..
I prayed that we never par
T.

Enchanted by your smile..
infatuated by your embrace..
I gave to you my lov
E

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How could you..
You knew what my heart felt..
I loved you so wel
L.


Affection dead and buried..
remorse holds my hand..
my trust just an empty ech
O.


Tenderness has deserted me..
callousness floods my soul..
I would have your heart on a shi
V.


Emotionless I see the real you..
my devotion dead..vengeance flickers
I step across the fine line
I shower you with hat
E!

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
11-22-2009