Posted by: ann on: 10 January 2008
felt it slip away
heard the snap
as it cracked
games people play
too much away
1 | Sometimes Saintly Nick
10 January 2008 at 23:53
So much truth in that poem, Ann. As one to too often has given too much away, I can truly identify with it.
2 | Brian
11 January 2008 at 00:29
Hope everything is all right Ann.
3 | Rose Dewy Knickers
11 January 2008 at 00:33
I know, I know, I’ve been playing hooky; but c’est la vie. Love the poem though, it speaks to the trust that is given and then taken away.
4 | margie
11 January 2008 at 07:45
It’s been so long since I’ve been here!
So glad to be back again.
You write so well!!!
The poem is very good!
Happy New Year!
I love the pic of your two fav little people!
They are so gorgeous!
5 | ann
11 January 2008 at 10:54
Sometimes being too trusting is too too silly… burnt fingers and all that!
Everything’s… fine… hmmmm!
… or disinterest/indifference realising they don’t really care!
you’re back… woooo hoooo. Happy New Year to you too
6 | susan
11 January 2008 at 14:51
and sometimes being trusting is a sign of a truly strong person…
7 | JoJo
11 January 2008 at 15:57
I hope that wasn’t an autobiographically inspired poem!
8 | Akelamalu
11 January 2008 at 19:07
That sounds sad – hope you’re not. x
9 | Mary
11 January 2008 at 20:31
Can’t tell you close to home that hit. It’s like you plucked the confused feelings from my mind and put them in a way that made sense to me. Thank you.
10 | johemmant
11 January 2008 at 20:57
This is very well done and I’m sorry you’ve been let down.
11 | BobbyG
12 January 2008 at 02:00
What Mary said…ditto. Hope all is well Ann. I cannot express myself as succinctly and proficiently as you. I require pages and pages.
12 | Val
12 January 2008 at 20:44
I never learn, no matter how many times my trust is betrayed. I don’t just mean romantically, either. Very well expressed, Ann.
13 | JanePoe (aka Deborah)
12 January 2008 at 21:05
she gave away too much … too many of us do this … awesome poem, xx, JP/deb
14 | Anonymous
12 January 2008 at 23:18
I often give too much away. It’s sad to think of ourselves and our desires to share our feelings as the enemy, but sometimes it seems to be the case.
15 | Eric1313
12 January 2008 at 23:20
Ofcourse, that was me above. At a remote locale, catching up on your wonderful writings.
16 | claire
14 January 2008 at 00:15
Too close for comfort. There’s nothing more devastating than losing trust.
17 | Brian
14 January 2008 at 14:15
Happy Monday. 😀
18 | Liz
16 January 2008 at 22:10
Hey my wonderful friend! Hope all is well for you!!!
It’s sad but love the poem, it feels so… true.
19 | kris
22 January 2008 at 01:11
sad and beautiful:) hugs to you!
20 | trinitystar
22 January 2008 at 11:36
Great poem, we do have to trust … methinks. Its a case of do as you would be done by. Sometimes the trust is broken. Find the cause and the solution will follow.
hugs for you.
21 | cathy
22 January 2008 at 20:03
This is about the third time I’ve read this poem.
It cuts real close to the bone.
Hope you are ok my friend.
22 | Tom Atkinsq
24 January 2008 at 13:39
You have no idea how this one speaks to me. Bravo!
23 | Brian
24 January 2008 at 15:14
Back at work today. Feeling all right, but very stiff.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.