3/30/14

3 poems for A.K.M. in PSL (if you're ever here)



No Fault Of Flowers

It was a fledgling's wish
I should have known
better,
A cowardly attempt to
summons your
attention

Believe me,
Love,
If we ever come
together,
A kiss will
explain what those
flowers tried to
deliver.



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I Shall Be Yours


Talk to the
wind
To the slightest
current
The formidable
gust
The narrowing
trough

Speak of your
love
At the base of a
funnel
In the lift of an
updraft
During storm
formations

Claim me as
yours
and sweet words shall
part
Like dandelion
seeds
from a gossamer
ball

Talk to the
wind
Speak of your
love
Claim me as
yours
And I shall
be.

unknown original source


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One Word



I only need to hear her say
one word,
It's a simple word,
It's the first word I ever knew of her

It was there next to her picture
It was a tender, compassionate picture
It was a picture that told me 
everything I needed to know about
who she was,
where she had been &
where she wanted to go
It was hurt and longing and desire and hope
And it was a simple greeting
from a trained fighter 
looking to take on the world

But it was that word,
That simple word that
said it all
And if she ever speaks
It's the only word she'll have to say
to enter my heart

a simple "Hey".

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