Fidel Arcenas


i lost my way
sipping coffee from cup
half empty
of rhymes and memories

trains pass me by
sitting lonely on chair
half broken
by words and memories

drops of rain pour
bitter power on rye
half eaten
by mice and memories

I dry my tears
seeking shelfter for soul
half wasted
by love but yours only

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 28, 2008

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