22 August 2011

Dew


Dew clings to the window screen,
blurring my view. Not that I care.
The only thing that interests me
is wallowing in my despair.
The new day only serves to remind:
my best friend died last night.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem. I'm hoping it's fiction, as the label says. If not, my condolences!

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  2. Madeleine - definitely fiction. thanks

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  3. Oh, so glad to hear it's fiction. It felt so real, though, and that's the mark of a good poem, right? "The new day only serves to remind..." is a good phrase, too. Short, to the point, and very good! Thanks, Amy

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  4. Amy - Thank you. A wonderful compliment. I did label it as fiction, hoping some people would see it. :)

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