*She doesn’t hear of me- caring words.
I never knew her- wet eyes,
Her lips… a thin, thin line.
She is unknowing of my knowing,
Her sorrowful face still bright,
Her eyes… well-drawn masks.*
Moony! I love the imagery in these two stanzas. Really, very powerful stuff. And a wonderfully fantastic poem as well. You're so great at giving your poetry depth while maintaining a rhyme scheme. Just awesome. :)
Ashley. Ashley Ashley Ashley. Ashley! Now THIS is my favorite. My absolute favorite poem of yours. It's so...so wonderfully chilling and slightly disturbing and just...awesome. So, so, so great. Gah...I love it. I love it more and more each time I read it. Whenever someone mentions poetry and your name, I immediately think of this poem. Fantastic job.