Elna Nel

A Father's Lines (3) - Poem by Elna Nel

you are the dignity
of my heart's violin
how I am longing
to see you again
to hear the piano
admiring your eyes
in laughing pebbles
streaming towards me

but we moved our sound
and your voice is now
a carved ivory flute
I listen to in sleepless hours
yearning to be
your quiet harbour
or your stage again like
when you were small
and I was your all

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012

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