Gero Lorna

Rookie - 4 Points (March 1,1978 / Antigonish)

Passing Strangers - Poem by Gero Lorna

A gathering of many
woman, men, children.
A spot where they come
to reflect, cry, or share
a precious moment.
The clear blue sky
embraces the rich sun.
The river near echoes
a steady rythm.
The birds applaud
singing a soft melody.
Familiar and unfamiliar
faces gather with no
expectations.
Their only wish is to be as
one with their surroundings.
An ocassional nod followed
by a smile.
A moment captured by few.
The silent acknowledgement
of a mutual engagement experienced
by passing strangers.


Comments about Passing Strangers by Gero Lorna

  • (7/19/2006 2:25:00 AM)


    Wow Lorna, what can I honestly say to this? You write so easily, it justs flows so perfectly for you, you truly have a gift! Your work is very intuitive and honest and real, I admire that...you don't hold anything back...your work is a joy to read...Keep it up, your gift would be a shame to waste (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 28, 2006



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