Valerie Dohren

Silver Star - 4,246 Points (13 January 1947 / Southport)

Cotton Candy Trees - Poem by Valerie Dohren

No more, those blissful days
when we watched cotton candy trees
blossom in the Spring,
listened to the trickle of silver streams
and the whisper of the wind
through tall grasses.

All was well with the world
and life was full of promise.

But its an ill wind that blows now,
stirring my soul with bleak despair.
Everything comes to an end,
and I can see it in your eyes.

We are left with only an empty silence,
each with our own thoughts.

It’s the end of all things,
of all things that we once knew.

You are leaving....

but I will follow you.


Comments about Cotton Candy Trees by Valerie Dohren

  • Gold Star - 4,993 Points Walterrean Salley (6/13/2013 10:24:00 PM)

    A beautiful write Val. It is very sad when good things must come to end. (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 883 Points Mary Forrester (6/13/2013 3:22:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem Valerie, yet so sad. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 211 Points R.j. Wynn (6/11/2013 3:51:00 PM)

    Yes my fiend, I will follow, we will at last hold hands eternally. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 883 Points Mary Forrester (6/6/2013 12:47:00 PM)

    So sad Valerie but beautifully written (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,109 Points Heather Wilkins (5/29/2013 6:17:00 PM)

    It might be the ending of some things, but a beautiful beginning of new things to come sad but nice write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 337 Points Dee Corpolongo (5/28/2013 2:04:00 AM)

    Love this very sad but oh so true poem concerning life as it once was, and love Thomas's comment/poem to go along with it! Such great poets here! ! ! Although it is sad, it is still amazing, Val, and I can relate all to well. {{{hugs}}} (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,295 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (5/22/2013 2:00:00 AM)

    there are hints of despair
    none no breath of fresh air
    there is a balance
    to deaths demands
    for it brings along rewards
    in it's other hand
    Time's due, collection nye
    the train ticket is overdue
    sit by the window
    watch as your life's pass
    separated by only reality 's glass (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (5/19/2013 7:24:00 AM)

    Even when thoughts are very sad, there is still comfort to be found in sharing them. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Www.poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 Search 2 (5/19/2013 12:20:00 AM)

    The pessimistic veil being transparent and the melancholic note being quite natural in drawing such pictures, dear Valerie, you always stick to your poetic urge of experimenting with the innovative in painting life... Go ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 31,384 Points Valsa George (5/17/2013 1:27:00 AM)

    Again the tone of melacholy! ! You are leaving / But I will follow you! Instead of being crest fallen, follow him and call him back! Very poignant! ! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,804 Points Paul Brookes (5/16/2013 3:03:00 PM)

    Such a sad poem. I Know the feelings all too well when I lost my partner. All partings are bereavements even if its splitting up or divorcing You express loss so well 10/10 thanks for sharing BB : O) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,119 Points David Wood (5/16/2013 2:08:00 PM)

    This is how I felt losing my wife. A bitter sweet poem delightfully crafted. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/16/2013 10:23:00 AM)

    You r leavin but I 'll follow... superb work of yours touched the heart very lovely (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,325 Points Shahzia Batool (5/16/2013 7:45:00 AM)

    It's not the end of Everything, and the decision of following in the end justifies the title...! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,939 Points Dave Walker (5/16/2013 5:28:00 AM)

    A great poem, a sad fact of life is that everything
    we love has to come to an end. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 46,737 Points Gajanan Mishra (5/16/2013 4:45:00 AM)

    end of all things- all things that used to be. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 16, 2013


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