No comfort in the moon by Keith D Allison There is a gentleness in the night of the eye melancholy in the tea leaves falling hearing that fragrance of youth the tenderness of the typhoon winds Will they bring gray of the rain o once again 19 years seven months a fluttering of days The whisper to the heart the rambling days within the cocoon not to trembling the shadow of a year when it pass from the land distant shores distant shores whisper once more 11/26/2009 Author's Note: 1965 somewhere on the Pacific rim Posted on 11/27/2009 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/27/09 at 08:55 AM A distant and familiar sadness calls to us As if carried on the wind, like burning sand Brothers and Sisters, away, you endure Stranded on our own land A memory etched into soul and skin Leaves a scar that never heals Our family is strong, but scattered Across the stars and fields We will not abandon you We will not forget you We will return for you Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)