Silent Silver Poem by Sailing to windward

Silent Silver



Drop follows drop.
broken, silver, softly whispered lines
Relentless in the grey;
Heedless of the shelter of trees and friends,
To fall, to fall, and yet to fall.

Monday, August 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,grief,silver
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aftab Alam Khursheed 17 October 2014

Society is what where there is intimacy, attachments ...we live in groups thanks

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Sailing to windward

Sailing to windward

52° 27' N / 9° 41' E
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