Barbara Villabol

Rookie - 34 Points (01/25/1951 / New York City)

A Shadow, An Echo - Poem by Barbara Villabol

A shadow, an echo
A haunting wind blows
Unexpected, bittersweet

Green trees
They are dogwoods
Heavy with blossoms
And scent light and fresh
So pleasant and beautiful

As new love
Gentle, caressing
A breeze

Then a wind
And blossoms fall
And scatter

You call my name
And I am again present
In your light

White blossoms surround us
We are gardeners

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  • Luis Gil (12/23/2008 1:18:00 PM)

    Good imagery, very sensuous, a delicate poem, Barbara. Thanks (Report)Reply

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  • Egi David Perdana (10/2/2008 11:54:00 AM)

    this aweksome I love it, you very creatived welcome! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 2, 2008

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