these words





tender are my thoughts
for days crossing your way
and from trains passing by
I seek my comfort now

as the rain follows its path
and the wind runs across the fields

a tip tap of made up warnings
blue in their bud
darkened in nights to come

still these words in my mind



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-04-05 at 18:45

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Saga
This is truly moving. A plea for serenity!!
2007-04-11


kip
...beautiful choice of words... i fancy the flow...
2007-04-07


Rob Taylor
Imagery was great...I saw everything in my mind.
2007-04-07


Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
I have read the gentle, wistful, reflective sadness in these words again and again. But I am always drawn to the phrase "as the rain follows its path and the wind runs across the fields" which takes me to the West of Ireland in my mind. Thank you.
2007-04-07


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
a beautifuilly nostalgic text forwhich you have become so well known this is none theless very moving well done rgds mike
2007-04-05


Rob Graber
Such an indescribable and elusive softness here once again... simply lovely
2007-04-05



"a tip tap of made up warnings
blue in their bud"
........your images are so tender, kath! thank you for reminding me that i must keep on going......
Lilly xxx
2007-04-05