JTParreira Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Remember? We sat on a border, wetting the feet in sadness The troubled waters shaking our reflexes We are printed in water's silk inside? Let's reunite on the hands of glass the foam of our face. J.T.Parreira Quote
tonyv Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 The beginning of this poem hits me the hardest -- Remember? We sat on a border, wetting the feet in sadness This is how I feel when I balk at doing something I want to do because I fear taking the initial step. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
Aleksandra Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Joao. This is amazing poem. I loved this one. I agree with Tony for the beginning of this poem. So poetical and sounds wonderful. Nice to see you J.T.P Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia
JTParreira Posted May 19, 2009 Author Posted May 19, 2009 Thanks, Tony and Aleksandra. I like to read yours poems too. Joao Quote
Bloodyday Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 Hi parreira unique metaphor you have embedded in the verses and i think the lines below have so vivid expression in a short. We are printed in water's silk inside? The troubled waters shaking our reflexes there is no complexity to portrait the picture and at the end of the day, the works reserves huge round of applause. Quote
douglas Posted May 19, 2009 Posted May 19, 2009 simply beautiful. thank you... Quote To receive love, you have to give it...
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