The yellow flowered tree
swaying in the wind
makes delicate sound
like a piano piece,
its leaves plucking tender notes.
The palm tree is
the sound of the sea
cello and gloomy.
A small soft sheepshaped
cloud floating about
in the vast dark empty
is comforting unlike
the all-encompassing white
sheet of bright that slithers
across thick and chocking
outlining limit of sight.
helpless you wait till it passes
at the speed of sigh,
descending like a roof
lovingly
engulfing
collapsing
there are no stars
Leo Horoscope:
For the Week of Jul 28th, 2008 -- The New Moon on Friday is a Solar Eclipse in your sign, which can have a major impact on your future. Right now, though, you may feel a loss of status or enthusiasm. You may need to let go of something important to make way for something better. Be brave and release the beliefs that could hold you back.
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Loved the imagery in the poem.
ReplyDeletethere are always stars.
ReplyDeleteif not in the sky then in your eyes
Shilu, twinkle twinkle little star,
ReplyDeletehow my wonder where you are?
yes stars are always there, but not always seen. big deal actually.
D> Imagery in the poem... its exactly what was seen. An attempt to not put my feelings to it. An attempt. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteHello :)
ReplyDeletedo you received my card?
I sent in april from Brazil. Let me know, please. Don't need to return a card, just I would love to know if you received.
judamore@gmail.com
You can't see the stars closing your eyes.
ReplyDeleteCR, long time. Still waiting for the visiting cards. (Drums fingers on table).
ReplyDeletedo horoscopes really come true?
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