in the dark of night
I hunt memories of you
and you fill my soul
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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8 comments:
Oh, to be filled in this way!
Very nice!!
Melanie, I think I've been there. Those memories are always there but the soul filling does not last.
Make sense? :)
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I haven't done Haiku Bones this week. It is another busy one and so I probably won't.
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Memories of lost loved ones can do this.
Much thanks Sandy for your kind word.
Melanie
Thanks for reading my poem.
Melanie
Jim my friend. Thanks for stopping by. Right my mind is a jumble. Memories of the past have come to haunt me. It is both wonderful yet full of sadness for what might have been.
Melanie
Thank you Stan for read my poem. Today I and full of sadness.
Melanie
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