You slipped
away from me,
like the robins and
cherry blossoms when
spring ends,
and the fractured nights
of winter come.
I will search the
midnight alleys, and the
mountains of Chile.
I will listen for
your sweet laughter.
I long to taste your
honeysuckle lips, and
hear your heartbeat.
If I never find you,
I will be a lost leaf
on the lonesome
vagabond wind.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 31st, 2024 23:57
- Comment from author about the poem: On my you tube channel, I read from my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems. It is available on Amazon
- Category: Sad
- Views: 63
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, GenXer Shamrocker ☘️
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Comments7
A mourning poem if ever there was and at any time of day .. Neville
Thank you, my friend.
Wonderful words Thomas.
Andy
Thank you.
Gave me goosebumps, stunning poetry dearest Thomas 🌹
Thank you, sweet Teddy.
I can hear the wail of the desert wind whistling through this poem Thomas. Loved it.
Thank you.
A kind of grieving sadness that permeates with longing and pining. Quite effective in drawing the heartstrings.
Thanks.
A really touching
and heart rendering write!! 😢
Great use of metaphor,
and a pleasure to recite!! ⭐⭐⭐
Best regards my friend!!
Peace ✌️. Thad
Thank you so much.
Good write T.
Thanks.
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