C.R. Blazo

Rookie (11`21`79 - Present / Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)

Flycatchers - Poem by C.R. Blazo

They met just a short time ago
They went through the motions
They formed a romantic bond
Time sure was nice to them
And they played on...
Walking through meadows
Wildflower for her ear
Splashing in a pond
A tightly held kiss in the rushes
Fall changed colors
Winter fell snow
Spring brought the caterpillars
Summer released it's butterflies
The rock had split...
Time pressed on
Other halves met and youth reborn
Houses built and promotions given
Old father with beard of length and white
Laid his hands to encircle forgotten loves
Walking down the dusty road
The eyes of the forgotten meet
Emotions plucked from the air
Like flies to a beak
Same air breathed
Wrinkled hands caress
Two forgotten loves
Meet once again.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, September 7, 2012

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