A Short Experiment (for Free)
December 15, 2012 § 4 Comments
Cold
the way
you turn away
Forget, as if
it all meant
nothing
Bold
those things
you said to me
Forever was
nothing but
pretend
Old
the way
you do not leave
Although you’ve left
You’re still here
always.
You can listen to an audio recording of this poem here.
© Joshua Owens, 12/15/2015
neosonnetry 
Glad to know you, Joshua. >j
Thanks so much!
Nicely expressed!! Wonderful rhythm in the poem, too!
Much obliged, Maryam~
When reading poetry, its rhythm is something that I’m always attuned to, so it’s cool to hear you say that about my poem. 🙂