it’s wonderfully lonesome knowing she’s writing again

A Poem by m.s.early

her sorrowing pen is cooing as the six a.m. mourning dove

littering the driveway with those troubling memories

thinking of her driving alone

wishing the road wasn’t so cruel

this path and the irreconcilable differences

fickle and demanding

relaxing, it’s late, remembering

all the times she visited my light

and extinguished it

© 2016 m.s.early

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Kelly Scheppers

Reading you requires a want to read more of you. I feel I am getting close to insatiable.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Hello, this is breathtaking. The delivery is quite sensual from where I sit. However it seems that the journey is a solitary one of longing and want. Starz

Posted 9 Years Ago

h d e rushin

i think that writing is that part of life you do alone since so much of it requires memory, which too
is a fairly solitary act. But the final stanza here suggests that once both memory and solace were the willful sacrifice of togetherness. Beautifully written my friend....dana

Posted 9 Years Ago

Gypsy Warrior Queen

This is very sultry...requiring lots of ...need. I love when he writes...it fills my want with things I only dream of...

Posted 9 Years Ago

Coyote Poetry

Hello my friend. I did enjoy the poem. I wanted to read and know more.
"thinking of her driving alone
wishing the road wasn’t so cruel
this path and the irreconcilable differences
fickle and demanding"
The above lines are solid. I could write a epic poem from. Thank you for sharing your outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on September 29, 2016
Last Updated on September 29, 2016

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m.s.early

VA

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"A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep." -Salman Rushdie more..