Still

By Jaded Jezzabelle

Still is an early sunday morn
tiny slivers of light
push the moon
D

O

W

N

once more
silently stealing its silver glory
Still

Still is a wind swept pond
in mid October
The scent of winter
yet to come
tickels your nose
as
F A R A W A Y
memories
peak
around the edge of a heart
FROZEN
by winter long ago
Still

Still is my heart my soul
my very essence of being
every time I pick up the phone
to hear you
saying
my
name
Still

Still is the day
tomarrow sold out
to
yesterday
and
gave forever away
to
charity
Still

Still is the night
I realize
I
don't
love you anymore
Still

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Published on Wednesday, February 4, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Still"

On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, purr_verse (1052) wrote:

visually and emotionally powerful, reflective, emotive...lovely work. purr
On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1228) wrote:

Nicely done. I agree with solace, but I did try this. :O)
On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, Storm (143) wrote:

At first it gives me a feeling of frost, then it changes to indoors. Well composed. ~S
A former member wrote: Wow...the ending of this is just amazing. You've...damn...I gotta come back to this one...
On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, sweetambrosia (80) wrote:

"Still is the day tomorrow sold out to yesterday..." beautifully written... I as surprised... this isn't what I expected... I especially enjoyed the first two stanza's... terrific imagery. --sweets
On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, sweetambrosia (80) wrote:

I *was* surprised
On Wednesday, February 4, 2004, Solace (1065) wrote:

I loved the use of words to convey meaning such as DOWN, i've never done it myself but this could almost inspire me to, perhaps... This left a feeling of emptiness...