This morning you said,
"I saw my guardian angel,
And I saw shadows
Of those who have gone before me."
This afternoon I said,
"Why won't you speak to me?"
And you answered,
"I have nothing left to say."
Open your eyes, my love,
Speak to me one more time,
Your flesh is still soft,
Your hand unmoving, but warm,
Winter came last night.
And I'm afraid.
2007-12-21 23:31:16 · 3 answers · asked by Elaine P...is for Poetry 7 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
Kevin: Good suggestions; I'll consider both of them.
2007-12-22 01:19:05 · update #1
Good poem...the last two lines seem chronologically off though. What about, "winter comes tonight and I'm afraid" or "Winter came tonight and I'm afraid"? The "last night" is the part that is out of order...otherwise it's a dark, but lovely poem.
2007-12-22 01:15:28 · answer #1 · answered by Kevin S 7 · 3⤊ 0⤋
Oooooh...EP's coming out swinging. This is VERY cool. TD
EDIT: I didn't get death. I got a husband too lazy to go shovel snow. Just me...
2007-12-22 08:54:44 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
A puzzling and compelling
treatment of death.
2007-12-22 07:43:18 · answer #3 · answered by oldbob 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋