Thursday, April 29, 2010

A last minute contribution

We've been encouraged in my writing class to write a poem for National Poetry Month, which is just about to end, so here is mine:



Where are the flowers in winter?
Where are the raindrops,
the stars
when the sun shines?

How do we make it through the bad times?
How forgive?
How endure suffering when there's no way to help?

How forego the need for words when the silence is speaking?

Suzanna Klein
April 19, 2010

View CC License

6 comments:

  1. This is a very beautiful poem. Your last line is perfection itself. And profound. xo Kari

    ReplyDelete
  2. Thank you Kari for your kind words.

    ReplyDelete
  3. This is so well spoken.
    Lovely poem full of truth.

    XX

    ReplyDelete
  4. I love your drawing and your poem!
    Eva

    ReplyDelete