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.


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