/Fear is/ never knowing /what is left/and

This is what I lost:

[the name]

_______________If I stop writing about you
_______________Then I disappear

_______________When I do
_______________I set fire to every sound of your name
_______________Leaving nothing

_______________Here in the ashes
_______________Underneath the holes of your roots
_______________Remains of heat will give away
_______________The place we last met

Poetry by EmelÚn The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-10-18 at 15:38

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Commentally Ill
ooh, a mad lib. quick, someone remind me of the difference between and adverb and an adjective.

a nice puzzle you have written here!

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Ashes to ashes
Ashes around
The rose bushes
So at least something
Will good and lovely grow
From the ashes
Ken ( D Williams )

Thanks for sharing, EmelÚn ! I hope to post my own text again soon ! :D

Very interesting concept, and a very well-written and evocative poem. I can't help but fill in the blanks, and so in a way enter into the poem with you.