I Have Buried Her In Hadaba Poem by Diana Rosser

I Have Buried Her In Hadaba



I have buried her in Hadaba
beneath the crescent moon
overlooking the shimmering sea.

Far below someone is night diving
in gently waving slick black waters,
their luminous green light signal shines.

I see her sitting on the swing seat
forwards and backwards on the cliff top,
backwards and forwards on the cliff top
overlooking the shimmering sea.

Sunday, July 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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