porque te vas
sing of the coming dawn
weep for the passing
night
cling to the moon as it
rises
and sets with the
faintest of light
cherish the night as it
cradles us
keeps us close in the
dark
remember the heart is
fragile
when the arrow has
found its mark
so let us huddle
together
to keep the morning at
bay
I will watch you in
your dreaming
and know you are going
away
What a wonderfully wistful poem, Judy.
ReplyDeleteA most lovely poem for this morning!
ReplyDeleteHmm, too bad they are going away...
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! Wonderful sentiments!
ReplyDeleteYou can call it short if you want, but it's 12 lines longer than anything I've written in months. Great stuff, JT.
ReplyDeletelovely poem- enjoy your day!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed Elvis; very much loved your poem.
ReplyDeletethank you for your comments, always appreciated--
ReplyDeleteand Ron, dont feel bad, youre the one getting published left and right, and that poem goes back maybe five years. Okay? Okay.
Rosemary, there are times when Elvis at his finest is just what's needed, full volume, in all his sweaty glory. yes indeedy.
I don't see very many rhyming poems anymore. Yours is a delight.
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well thank you for that. i must confess Im a lazy poet; rhyme comes when it does, and Ive learned not to force the issue--some work better with it, some don't. Which is why you will never see my three sonnets, lol.
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