Sweet Inevitability Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

Sweet Inevitability



It is dusk earlier than yesterday.
I know because
I sit in the passenger seat
as we drive a familiar road
where we have driven
many many times
for many many years.

A blue Heron sits in the shallow waters
watching as we cast car shadows.

'We've never been here before, '
she delights,
in what I think is
the newness of the shores.
The moon is full.
She reaches over
touches my hand
asking to keep driving,
'let's,
don't go home quite yet'.

The sky opens and the tears of the man in the moon gather on our windshield.
I know she is driving away from the inevitable drowning in the sky.

sweetest of sweet dreams!

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Liberatore Suffoletta

Liberatore Suffoletta

Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy
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