"longing"...kronk   Author:  21435  Category:(Poetry) Created:(2/14/2003 10:14:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (366 times) "When are you gonna come down?..When are you going to learn?....I should have stayed back on the farm....Should've listened to my old man..You know you can't hold me forever...I didn't sign up to you..I'm not a present for your friends to open..This boy's too young to be singing...the blues."... (Goodbye Yellow-brick Road,) by Elton John and Bernie Taupin. Old stone wall and painted doorway- Weathered wood that once was forest green- Crumbling flower pot...A new crop of daisies- Last summer's milk cartons..The doggie's bowl- Green mould on the ancient step- Tinkling wind chimes..like the soft laughter of children. Where are you, my beloved? These things were set-out from within- Darkened windows...Dusty silk ..Old spider-webs- Only memories abide those empty rooms. I'll spend my night in the rubbish and when my bottle goes empty, I'll fade and sleep and dream...of you. Pale moon and summer rain- Scented soaps and a woman's song- Rain water makes your dark hair glisten. Ethereal...Oh, my beloved. A while back, one of my dearest friends said something in a message that I can't seem to forget. She mentioned that it was raining out and that she was thinking about standing in the rain and washing her hair. That vision seems beautiful to me. Thanks for that vision, Jezebel :) You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  21435 ( Click here ) Spring is coming