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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 © 2022 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

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