Despair

THE FOOTLE THATS NOT A FOOTLE SADNESS MADNESS DARK DREAMS LOST SCREAMS JOY FLED LOVE DEAD ALONE ONE MOAN NO PLACE OR FACE NO SIGHT OR LIGHT FEAR HIGH BLACK SKY COLD FROST LIFE LOST ENDS NOW LAST BOW TAKE PILL LIE STILL

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/13/2015 3:55:00 PM

I think you did a great job with these. Why do you use title "not a footle" The Despair title is great!!

Shane Cooper
Date: 1/13/2015 4:19:00 PM

Hi, I thought a footle was supposed to be light hearted hence the "not" but the form just seemed right for this poem. Thank you for the comments Love Shane xxx

Me Me

Date: 1/13/2015 8:37:00 AM

This was pleasantly dark, I see the merit for the ending. Yet the second lines of some of the "stanzas" make me feel as though you're talking about an actor or an actress after the curtain falls for the last time, leaving them in the dark. Good Job!

Shane Cooper
Date: 1/13/2015 8:49:00 AM

Thanks it just sort of took on a life of its own as I wrote.

Jan Allison

Date: 1/13/2015 7:28:00 AM

Oh Shane such a sad string of footles the final one sent a chill down my spine:-( Hugs Jan xx

Shane Cooper
Date: 1/13/2015 8:11:00 AM

sorry not. Meant to upset anyone Love Shanexx