my feeling a week ago..... Fragments of feeling Smashed; the fragments lie, Distanced; my security, Shards; glimmering, my memories shine Broken; mind sent into dissaray, Nothing to live for but one constant, I rest in your arms tonight. Roly.xxx
the feel i get from this poem is of an empty room with splinters and shards of glass perhaps everywhere...like in a big warehouse. it feels big but with bits everywhere. and then perhaps you in a figures embrace in a corner of the warehouse in a comfy armchair that has a red cover on it...thats the iamge i had when i read this. i like the way you structured it, roly. nice one. hope your birthday was good hun.
