God blows out the stars
just as the wind blows out the flame of a candle
and we are left in darkness
to flounder about
alone
until the light of day arrives.
Come to me and be my sun
forevermore.
If your answer is no
I shall sleep the sleep of the dead
so I can dream of you
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This one I REALLY liked!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, fishducky!
DeleteYour poems are so profound! I always think about them for days after I read them.
ReplyDeleteI think about them for seconds. Occasionally minutes.
DeleteIdeal for my book. Ahem!
ReplyDeletePut a word in my head and a poem comes out my fingertips.
DeleteThat's a lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sherry.
DeleteThat was beautiful. I'm feeling it right now with Phil gone. :)
ReplyDeleteIs it summer camp time? I remember how we missed my dad every summer when he had to go.
DeleteDId you write this? It's truly beautiful, you're a talented poet. Miss you, will be back soon :)
ReplyDeleteYes, I wrote it, and thank you very much. I'll be glad when you're back.
Deletebut dreams are uncertain too.
ReplyDeleteyou dont get to choose them.
this morning, i woke up to a dream of me having a huge tattoo of the garden of eden on my entire chest area. full colour tattoo. i was quite terrified.
That sounds quite scary, Jaya. You're right: We don't get to choose our dreams. But in my poetry I can.
DeleteOh I liked this one very much! {very much my style} I love dark and kind of Gothic poetry.
ReplyDeleteI don't know that I like a particular type of poetry. I'm just grateful when a poem pops into my head.
DeleteYou're missing me pretty bad, aren't you.
ReplyDeleteDamn, woman. How much more of life without you next door do you expect me to handle?
DeleteVery lovely Lola.
ReplyDeleteI really love your poetry.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jack.
DeleteReally loved this. An infinite love affair that defies the conscious world. Fantastic. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Juli. You're such a sweetheart.
DeleteDear Janie, I'm sitting here coughing from asthma and trying to respond to your poem. I don't know, Janie, but dreams aren't much to depend on. Often before sleep I ask Oneness and my mother for a memorable dream that will enlighten me as to the journey I've undertaken with my life. But that seldom happens. And about the sun--I think all of us need to be the center of our own universes. We are the sun for ourselves. And others are suns also--all of us in the galaxy of Oneness. We shine brightly on one another, sharing our gifts.
ReplyDeleteSo having said all this, I finally want to say that just as your prose is so well crafted, so is your poetry. You are an especially gifted woman. Peace.
Dee, I'm sorry your asthma is so bad. Please don't feel that my poetry represents my Self. It rarely does.
DeleteA love poem?? Nice I feel like a teenager.
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I'm in love so I write quite a few love poems. Always so nice to hear from you PAPS.
DeleteThat was great. If I was more of a high-brow I'd probably appreciate it even more.
ReplyDeleteOh, sad. But beautiful in its agony.
ReplyDeleteWhat a touching poem. Every words are heartfelt. You are so talented. Keep it up.
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