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Memories; waters of listening
As I listen now
I'm seeking a path home
The water inside
As compass, guides me
From the waters which once flowed from garden to kitchen
From the light and musk on earth
Diverted into another place
In my home, still a kitchen for me
I remember our bright garden
I still listen
swept into your reverie
Alone now somehow in thought and growing
I think we fly away together again
And story in you
As we whisp away like a sigh
But in drinking of your waters
I flow home again
To quench you in our fountain
I'm seeking a path home
The water inside
As compass, guides me
From the waters which once flowed from garden to kitchen
From the light and musk on earth
Diverted into another place
In my home, still a kitchen for me
I remember our bright garden
I still listen
swept into your reverie
Alone now somehow in thought and growing
I think we fly away together again
And story in you
As we whisp away like a sigh
But in drinking of your waters
I flow home again
To quench you in our fountain
Published 31st Aug 2018
Author's Note
This is for Jade. To tell her how I read her poem, "A Perfect Memory"
I hope she finds something here to enjoy and relate to.
I hope she finds something here to enjoy and relate to.
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Thank you for the motivation! Listening to poets here gets me a better art form. I will be looking out for your posts, too. Thanks for subscribing.
2nd Sep 2018 9:36am
