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under the knife of the october moon
by Peter Hsuunder the knife of the october moon
i loved you young
when we couldn't live with silence
i loved you for miles and miles and miles
but time is iron like the womb
and now in my memory
i walk past your home
wondering where you live
alone
on the cold cold ground
i climb up all i know
spring escapes me with a whisper
and dissolves into the clouds of fall
under the knife
i love you older
for silent moonlit miles
miles
miles 10/04/2011 Author's Note: Miles.
Posted on 10/05/2011
Copyright © 2026 Peter Hsu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 10/05/11 at 06:37 AM I appreciate the message and the imagery. Well done. ~JPP |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 10/05/11 at 02:24 PM Miles and miles, but beauty, truth, and raw emotion expressed so simply, without being underdone. Awesome. Sheer awesome. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/05/11 at 03:20 PM I would imagine you couldn't even put a number on how many miles. This was great. |
| Posted by E. A. Pugh on 10/05/11 at 06:37 PM Wonderful! |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 10/05/11 at 07:32 PM I loved this poem for miles and miles and miles. Mmmm! |
| Posted by Leslye Writer on 10/06/11 at 12:00 PM Wonderful! Your knife is sharp and accurate. |
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