Tell me again of your love and devotion
For without these words
I will surely fade and begin to die,
Like a tender blossom tossed carelessly onto a barren waste land
Without even a thought for those petals, tender
Or the noonday sun, burning and glaring, without reprieve...
Parched and thirsty I'd be out there in that desert heat
Bruised and battered by those winds fast approaching
On that landscape, dry
All I could see would be nothing, but maybe
Storm clouds advancing or is that a mirage?
Shrouded over that endless pounding
Of my heart or is that, now thunder? ...
For without hope and the promise of love
I cannot continue,
I could not go on
Tell me you'll wait for me!
Forever,
If it takes that long ...
For just one kiss
From your sweet lips,
I'd be restored and made alive, once again
To live within your love
To sing inside your heart,
Where I've always belonged
Only with you,
Forever with you, my darling...
by: alisa
11.27.06
6 comments:
Alisa,
As my son Richard Schorel has been off the Internet some time (hence no postings) I like to express your writing is appriciated. No doubt if he read your poetry he would have expressed the same.
Encouragement of fellow writers often is needed for some who otherwise may never publish material.
As an author myself, of books, I am well aware that appropriate appreciation of once peers is what is needed at times.
Keep up the good work.
Alisa,
As my son Richard Schorel has been off the Internet some time (hence no postings) I like to express your writing is appriciated. No doubt if he read your poetry he would have expressed the same.
Encouragement of fellow writers often is needed for some who otherwise may never publish material.
As an author myself, of books, I am well aware that appropriate appreciation of once peers is what is needed at times.
Keep up the good work.
Alisa,
As my son Richard Schorel has been off the Internet some time (hence no postings) I like to express your writing is appriciated. No doubt if he read your poetry he would have expressed the same.
Encouragement of fellow writers often is needed for some who otherwise may never publish material.
As an author myself, of books, I am well aware that appropriate appreciation of once peers is what is needed at times.
Keep up the good work.
Why thank you, kind one... I do appreciate your time and words of encouragement. You can also read my work on www.pathetic.org
I have been taking care of my mother since mid-March and only today, April 14, 2007, read this.
I am deeply touched by your comments. Your son is very special to my heart and soul. When you see him, please do tell him I said hello and wish him all the best. He deserves nothing less. alisa
Aloha G.H. Schorel-hlavka,
Your son did send me the image that accompanies this poem, beautiful...isn't it? Please let me know where I may read your work.
Please say a friendly hello to your son and your two granddaughters. I send them my best wishes...
always,
alisa
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