A Homeless Haiku Getting Married(Dec 2019) Poem by Andrew Lee

A Homeless Haiku Getting Married(Dec 2019)

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In the middle of the night, a poem walks into a London fog,

watching a train that runs along a grey track.

Someone cuts the train of negative chugging -

we see Helen Keller lighting up

candles and lanterns in her fogless but darker world.

The starlight that circles the street lamps whispers,

'The world misunderstands us, but it doesn't matter.

It's only between you and God.'

Your eyes twinkle inside a garden of starlight now.

Thursday, February 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: haiku
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