Later Date: Thursday, 1st March 2007 @ 12:48:18 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: rhei76 In the latter----------------------------- Thoughts they cross As shells they push It ain't no loss I just tell my mind -Hush- & I shove those whispers back In the late.................................... I just tell myself no As the idea is a needle Pushing into the cloud it sowed I just try to hush the keep hold As I shove those whispers down Now, In the morning I awake to walk the land Your name on the tip of my brain I don't care if it goes or stays This day will be today just the same I cross twenty acres I push shell and broken arrowheads I look thru the foot hills & take a nap in a tree Even though I'm five hundred seventy miles from thee I scratch my heart for sweet words to bleed Later-------------------------------- In four years or so I might come to write them down When you're 1200 miles away I kiss the thoughts & memories you gave Although we could never save Sweetheart I hope you're still smiling today This poem is Copyright © rhei76 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=132262