Painting pictures with words.
Opening a part of the soul.
Emotion flowing with the lines.
Tapestry skillfully woven.
Reflecting thoughts artfully.
Yearning to make a difference.
--Karen O'Leary--Whispers' Editor
Wednesday, October 18, 2017
My Friends--By Zachary Dilks--United States
My Friends
My friends are
distant faces
Like shadows on the
moon
When comes the day
They go away
And always go too
soon
Zachary Dilks is a
poet and writer from Austin, TX.
Welcome to Whispers Zachary! I hope you continue to share your words for our online journal. Wishing you the best in your writing journey.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Karen
Whispers' Editor
Well done, Zachary.
ReplyDeleteThanks dear Zachary for sharing your thoughts on friendship!
ReplyDeleteAll the best,
Inge
Hi Zachary . So much meaning in so few words . Well Done . Allan.
ReplyDeleteheartfelt indeed
ReplyDeleteI felt that instantly; it's a quiet reflective poem touching upon something that we all know too well. Thank you for writing this poignant piece.
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