I may not be as clear
as the blue water in a jug
but I still have an A-1...
I will love you once again
And it will always be the same . . .
Feeling weak but very satisfied,...
Two birds glide in a cool, cloudy sky.
One is white; the other, black,
But never mind: They don’t fight....
And so what now, dear heart?
The fire's gone, ended forever.
I don't remember...
My muse doesn’t appear anymore.
I crane my neck, night and day,
over the fence, over the shrubs,...
I once had a dame,
angel-like, with a milky skin,
blond hair, green eyes,...
6 COMMENTS
Velantra
February 4, 2016 - 08:56 It it a very good poem Lorenzo. You write from your heart. Not fiction.Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.
February 4, 2016 - 09:37 Thanks, I'm afraid that's too much a compliment.Velantra
February 5, 2016 - 10:37 Honesty, my friend. That's all. Doesn't help if we just write rubbish to make some one feel good. We are here for support and honesty as well. I struggle with poems. Don't know all that funny names. Trying my best when I have time to read up on them. I just know something must rhyme, so most of the time, I just say free verse. Hehehee. But for they sound good. :-?Velantra
February 5, 2016 - 10:38 Sorry for me they sound goodLorenzo A. Fernandez Jr.
February 5, 2016 - 12:11 Honest, I find more comfort in writing free verse, although there might be some accidental rhymes which look good also.pies11
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