Find Me Poem by Susan Lacovara
Find Me
While you're busied by the breaking day
Your stacked high schedule
To file away
In black and white
I'm in the gray
...find me...
As mounted moments steep and grow
Like crocus sleeps
Under the snow
With breath so quiet
Don't turn and go
...find me...
Where wooded paths are paved with leaves
Once umbrellas taken
From the trees
Alone, to stroll
But aimlessly
....find me...
If huddled in the rush of crowds
Smiles are masked
Pretentious shrouds
Dark has erased
Intentions, proud
...find me...
If evening dangles light of moon
To penetrate
The glaring gloom
Should cares chance to waltz
About your room
...find me...
the end bit of each stanza...gives the poem a lovely texture... apart from the charm it adds to it an urgency and a focus, scarcely possible to escape the recurring refrain.... enjoyed reading it.... liked
Thanks for the rhythm and the rhyme and all the fabulous little itzy-bitzy things in your wonderful poem!
Great poem. Enjoyed reading. Nice sentiments on his we lose what we need to be really focused on.
Very good poem and structure. This is the same style as some of mine. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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rhythm is your gesture, genuimely carved...poetry breaths freely where rhythm does not have to suffer coercion...I like your art. Rites Ghosh