Back Then

Poem By Paul Gerard Reed

The time back then cannot be found,
Did I ever really live in those days?
The images in my mind are bound
By a somnolent, ghostly haze;

The connections seem broken
Although joined by calendar dates,
Were the kind words ever spoken?
Or whispered and drifted away to their fates;

Everyone is gone, gone far away
Swept up, cast out and destroyed
And I, I am left here to stray
Of all my past loves devoid.

Comments about Back Then

Beautifully crafted and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Paul.
footprints in the sand til the tide rolls in. Your poem is a message to not take things too personal, eh?
Wonderfully written poem Paul. I love the rhyme scheme. Definitely a 10+++.
a poem of remembering lost loves now gone in the mists of time? ..........wonderfully written.
Everyone is gone, gone far away Swept up, cast out and destroyed And I, I am left here to stray Of all my past loves devoid. Nicely written poem. Congratulations.


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