United Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

United



Sorry I left...
I couldn't take it
anymore.
Your voice
was as quiet
as the night,
cold as the moon
and I feared you
were drifting away.

Drink your coffee...
night crawls
across the sky
dragging a damp blanket
with it.
The trees,
heavy with moisture weep
as do we
now we are united
with morning.

Saturday, June 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 03 July 2015

A parting poem written do nicely with lunar n night imagery. Sad but the poetic creativity is noteworthy. Kudos.

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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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