Scharlie Meeuws Poems

Without digressions and steadily

You grew old like a river reaching the sea.

As one who reaches the sea and the sand,
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See the two lovers, soon
Morning is dawning.
Waxing and waning, the moon
Never to warn them
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Water slows the troubled heart.
Hidden, the midnight moon
Lost in a veil of darkness
Travels through the cities of time,
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Neither will skies arouse storms
nor storms are encouraged by seas.
No, winds blow free from both,
tearing through space
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When I was four I made a pact with my invisible friend to always stay close.
Whatever happened?

We travelled to Sicily and Greece, me and him, talked of things you cannot see.
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A tart remark
extinguished her, there was
this sunlit absence,
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I still feel you in the summer meadows
we walked,
and in thoughts that shape
prayers without words.
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