Musings from the Midwife's Beard
  • Home
  • About
  • Youtube
  • Writings
  • Art
  • Blog: Daily Musings
  • Contact
  • Art Gallery 2
  • Link Page

Day Poem two

Bed Mark the moment


Crumpled Bedsheets mark the imprint of your memory,
A glimpse of the tale untold.
Pillows bolstered,
folds outline rested spot of warmth now unfolded.
A watermark of a moment.
A Perfect stain.
Yet Lonely and alone this haunting shouts this passing.
sweetened sourness of time gone by now lost.
Give his and has this moment lost.

Main Themes Pages

Paintings
YouTube
Writings

Me

About
Interests
Interesting Links

Support

Contact
FAQ
Terms of Use
© COPYRIGHT 2019. Please ask about using or quoting.
  • Home
  • About
  • Youtube
  • Writings
  • Art
  • Blog: Daily Musings
  • Contact
  • Art Gallery 2
  • Link Page