Kindred Poem by Amy Carr

Kindred

Rating: 5.0


Each night
we leave this place
and return to our homes
alone and,
I daresay,
lonely, save our
flickering companion,
our papers and scribbling pen.

And all I want
is to hold you
and to be held,
to have and to be
a warm body in the night,
and to somehow alleviate
the deafening silence
with the sweet
sound of breath.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Declan McHenry 16 December 2005

Okay, that is touching. It's a sentiment a lot of us have had and you have captured it well. Neat stuff.

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Amy Carr

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