Someone
Everyone has someone, as the tale’s been told
But everyone less this one, who is fast growing old
Chance sometimes offers up a whispering stream
Yet the moments are passing like an echoing dream
For everyone to someone makes a neat turn of phrase
But while time slowly empties, the truth gets betrayed
Wisdom of prophets shape a hypnotic lie
If the fables are sold then a someone shall buy
Bravely depicting all the storyline plots
Some are the haves, some, the have nots.
Copyright SGW 2008
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9 comments:
This is an incredible emotional and lonely poem. You have said so much here. You have written it so well.
Very nice work!
I share Viola's sentiments, Scott. I feel this one deep in the heart.
not everyone has someone... not me anyway... they lied you know.. to both of us.. and in that,, we are not alone....
Yes, but if you want that "someone" and can't seem to have what you want, then everyone else does from the perspective of a nose pressed up against the glass.
I like the way this flows ... good choice of words ... very well crafted ... I enjoyed reading it
Good afternoon. I jumped over hear from one of Paisley's places. That everyone has someone is definitely a tale; we humans like telling tales, as it sparks our inmagination and gives us hope. Thanks for writing such a beautiful and wise poem; so true about life. I've also read the poem on the child and the dandilions; very touching and oh so truthful once more. I like what I've read so far and look forward to visiting again. Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.
Hey, Scott,
Thanks for stopping by!
Maybe you'll feel like joining us at OSI this week--the prompt tomorrow will be "folly." I am struggling with this one!
I'm glad to stop back and reread this poem. I can feel every word of it.
Thanx, Sandy, and to everyone. As for "folly," I will see if anything comes, but for now, I am in "Someone."
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