Free Verse # 416 (all this poetry)

She is silent
and yet I whisper,
like the autumn winds
I whisper
into the silence
of her sky.

I populate her absence
with the breath of the tea I sip
and the scent of autumn leaves.


Front sur front,
nos yeux deux mers
coulant l’une dans l’autre,
no corps, deux rives
et entre nous
la rivière de l’éternité.


Your absence
like a burning candle
has melted away my body;
I am a sea of frozen ache
in the waiting nook of time.


A girl wearing
sunset for a body;
she is the dawn
the dew of poetry;
in the sway of her hips
the oceans move;
in the fragrance of her hair
the scent of autumn woods.


A flame as she dies
embraces the sky;
all this poetry
is a river
tugging me down
and deeper down
to the ocean
that is you.


In this world of wonder all I know is the beauty of your face.


If I could retain one word
and have my life turn within it
I’d choose the word “silence,”
because in it, there you are.

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