by Michael Anthony
that you saw,
and what you found
in the girl you held
when the end was close by.
I know she feels what I feel,
and at night she cries as I cry.
We are here where you left us that day.
Did you think we would not wait together?
Author's Note: I think the form is called an Etheree.
Posted on 05/01/2011
Copyright © 2021 Michael Anthony
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Julie Adams on 05/25/11 at 12:55 AM|
This poem is quite beautiful, how it gently arcs as it grows, it leads and delivers...and the form is new to me (thanks for that!)...a pleasure to read ur work :) peace n poems, jewels
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/16/18 at 11:25 PM|
Thanks for this Michael. I think I will try to write a poem using the Etheree form. You've tickled my curiosity.Your poem has my imagination wandering the darkness and light of relationships - wondering how Lee left.