Geraldine Moorkens Byrne

Rookie (8 November 1968 / Dublin Ireland)

In Morning Mist - Poem by Geraldine Moorkens Byrne

In morning mist
and just before the day
awakens fully to the noise of man
stand on the brink
of some windswept shore
and think of me.

Stand and whisper
the name you called me
when you and I were heavy with sleep
and sated, in our bed
and in that moment
call me to you.

I will come,
in the kiss of wind
or the sudden flight of gull
I will never refuse to answer your summons
if I have to fly
from the world beyond

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011


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