Today we walked out of our dream
to sit on the brown bench again,
right across the bare white rocks
that soften the sea.
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When leaves rustle in the breeze you whisper, “I think it is a poem.” your great poetic sense and poetic mind one could sense here in these lines, . i carefully read your poem and like it very much. your life history of moving and travelling all over the world is fascinating. thank you very much for your poem tony
Beautiful poem. So much of unspoken feeling yet a soft threat tying it all.
Delightful words and meditation on an event experienced at deepth
''you whisper, “I think it is a poem.” “It came like water, and like wind it goes, ” I whisper back.'' a poem from your heart, Birgit.. a very well penned one.. And it is your first here.. so good! WELCOME and.. keep writing & posting ;) Ciao Fabrizio p.s.: also the picture you've chose is a nice one
A beautiful pattern and design of love woven into this delicate poem, filled with imagery and one another. Soothing, contemplative and serene, taking me on a voyage across the sea. Your heart speaks volumes in this poem. Really great writing, enjoyed it immensely! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn