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Dec 27, 2013
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Bits of Yesterday
I was told there was a time
when friendships
mended broken things,
so what truth is there
in all these unexpected conclusions?
You might be the most
adequately fashioned,
but no ticking clock ever held the
mastery of time;
what are we today,
if not fragments of all
we ever were.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Rula
11 years 6 months ago
A lost friendship?
There is tenderness and some sense of wisdom in your writing lately William which is really fine.
I thought the last few lines would read better if put as a statement rather than a rhetorical question but of course it's your poem and you know better.
Thanks for sharing.
William Saint George
11 years 6 months ago
Yes, Rula. A lost friendship.
Yes, Rula. A lost friendship. I'm still coming to terms with it. That has inspired most of my recent poetry (with the exception of just two, on my poem blog)
I like your suggestion on the last line. Thanks so much!
raj
11 years 6 months ago
You had me thinking William
You had me thinking William "about what are we today?" thanks for tickling my mind...one needs such tonic from time to time...
William Saint George
11 years 6 months ago
Then my work was done. It was
Then my work was done. It was my intention to stimulate such thinking. Thanks for reading