Dearly Departed Sun
from Friday, March 6, 2009
I told you I would follow you
until the path to your heart
became an open womb,
for me to enter, and rest.
You are not near to me
anymore. So I wait,
listen, and together
with the silence, weep.
Overhead, the moon lifts
her skirt, And dances
just like you did, before
our first summer storm.
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3 comments:
Hey!
You don't know me...but I stumbled across your blog more than a year ago. You are a really talented poet. And it was exciting today to see this blog hasn't been abandoned for good.
Blessings!
Pamela
Hello Pamela!
Wow! what a cool coincidence. I just woke up today and decided to re-awaken this blog. God is so weird! Thank you very much for your encouragement. Good luck in Tokyo!
And stay tuned for updates!
Hi,
I lıke your poems. Why did you stop writing. People needs artists like you.
Keep going.
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