Could It Be The Wind? (For Dave) Poem by Eric Cockrell
Could It Be The Wind? (For Dave)
is it then the wind,
that rattles the pane?
causing the candle to flicker,
the curtains to walk?
could it be the wind,
making shapes of shadow?
and that long shaking moan
you feel in your bones?
the wind that whispers
in voices almost remembered.
that tugs at the door
to your forbidden room?
that taste of blackness
from an empty cup?
could it be the wind,
or something more?
Love it. A great poem, and put together so well A fantastic write. Thanks for the poem, It's an honour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 10:16:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
that taste of blackness from an empty cup? Eric, Quite interesting lines! Have you seen my poem 'The wind'?