Ocean Years Poem by Diana van den Berg

Ocean Years



Unseen, unheard,
I dance
dying swan steps
in the shadows
of your poetry
to the haunting music
of our anguished souls.

You dance with a ghost long gone,
as I -
a strange pas de deux,
broken and trembling,
in the moonlight
of desolation.

9 December 2004

Monday, April 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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Diana van den Berg

Diana van den Berg

Durban, South Africa
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