QUOTE(lucky045 @ Jul 23 2007, 02:08 PM)
QUOTE(Phil Dixon @ Jul 23 2007, 02:06 PM)
QUOTE(pianoboe @ Jul 23 2007, 02:01 PM)
I realised something that I wish I had never known about...it's difficult to explain.
Oh do try. We're all interested now.
We are, but if you can't explain, then I just hope it's not so bad as you think it is right now.
hmmm....this will be a concealed explanation....the poem has no title
I can see your face now,
Blank, as if no-one were looking at you.
Dismissive of me, but who could blame you.
Time scarred me, though you seem to have wiped it clear.
A clean sheet.
Once blackened, and weak.
As if you couldn't care less.
You couldn't care any more.
What's the point.?
When walls are rebuilt everytime you knock them down, who cares anyway?
You push no more.
I can see your face now.
Blank, but you know I'm looking at you.
I hope that gives you some idea...like a puzzle with the core missing.
jod, no! that made me smile, thanks