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Your orchard
I viewed your garden
Your heavy boughs became
My burden
I breached walls
To reach your blossom
When no gate
Was left open
I feasted on the windfall
Of your ripe fruit ...fallen
On the sun scorched lawn
Of my trespass
I lay broken.
I was the boy with pockets
Bulging with stolen fruit
In an empty orchard.
Your heavy boughs became
My burden
I breached walls
To reach your blossom
When no gate
Was left open
I feasted on the windfall
Of your ripe fruit ...fallen
On the sun scorched lawn
Of my trespass
I lay broken.
I was the boy with pockets
Bulging with stolen fruit
In an empty orchard.
Published 21st Oct 2019
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21st Oct 2019 11:36pm
I can't express my love for your writing enough. You give so little to express something so rich. I envision all that heartbreak with what you've expressed. It seems like an ode to unrequited love..a love where you literally gave yourself up to never receive the same of them. This is hauntingly beautiful, not to sound as so damn cliche, but that's the only way my silly mind can express it today. Heartache & pain breathes words of beauty, I hate you must travel the paths of hell just for the sake of producing epic poetry. I'm sure you'd gladly forsake the words.. Hugs, David!!
23rd Oct 2019 8:01pm
Thank you for your kind comments Shannon. This was a little poem... Or whatever it might be classified as, written "off the cuff". That's how I like to write. See If I can string a few sentences together , into something presentable, with no planning. Still drawing substance from that deep well of emotion and experience etc. Thank you for always being supportive.🤗😘
It's my pleasure to support you. What you described is about how I should treat most things I write. The feely stuff ends up coming off the cuff, but although I have emotion to drive from, I tend to go about it the hard way with erotica. I pick a phrase & try to make all else work. I'm so complicated. Lol. 🙄...
Hope this finds well, David. I've been in quiet mode. Hugs!
Hope this finds well, David. I've been in quiet mode. Hugs!
25th Oct 2019 11:28pm
Never quit Shannon. Please!! You are unique and talented. I drew inspiration from writing when I was on the verge of giving up...and here I am. Always grateful for your support. Content under your wing.🤗
Thank you for the treasured sentiment, appreciate it muchly! ❤
It's amazing what a misspelling can do.. I changed it to quiet not quit. Oops! I'm not quittin nothing!;)
It's amazing what a misspelling can do.. I changed it to quiet not quit. Oops! I'm not quittin nothing!;)
25th Oct 2019 11:35pm
