Saturday, July 04, 2009

paid heed

I find letters littered
on the dusty floor
of the past,
words I never noticed,
till now.
And suddenly,
ashamed and sorry,
I think perhaps
I wish I'd paid heed
to the light in the eyes
of those who'd agree...
who long ago
wished I'd paid heed
to the light in their eyes
as well.

4 comments:

Trée said...

Beautiful flow and rhythm to this gorgeous poem.

Athena said...

Thank you. It's good to be writing poetry again. :-)

Kim Williams said...

layered and haunting...

i like it!

Jon said...

great poem here... quite like how i find it as a letter of old