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Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living.—CAB
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“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until
the hour of separation.”― Kahlil Gibran
where once you sat
an empty chair
devoid of human presence
i had forgat
how often there
you'd populate my silence
with mellow flute
songs, arias cute,
and cello melodising
the atmosphere
therewith to bear
love's subtle compromising
where once i sipp'd
how now tight-lipped
the wine that i have tasted!
left with this thirst
my soul accursed
my expectations wasted
traces of you
my post-adieu
has hung high on the conscience
where in my bed
your ink once bled
fresh hymns from faith's confidence
rest with the brave:
no cold, dark, grave
can mock make of your dowry
soon shall you rise
when morning skies
retell the old love story
© Copyright 2022 January 27
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living.—CAB
6.
traces
“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until
the hour of separation.”― Kahlil Gibran
where once you sat
an empty chair
devoid of human presence
i had forgat
how often there
you'd populate my silence
with mellow flute
songs, arias cute,
and cello melodising
the atmosphere
therewith to bear
love's subtle compromising
where once i sipp'd
how now tight-lipped
the wine that i have tasted!
left with this thirst
my soul accursed
my expectations wasted
traces of you
my post-adieu
has hung high on the conscience
where in my bed
your ink once bled
fresh hymns from faith's confidence
rest with the brave:
no cold, dark, grave
can mock make of your dowry
soon shall you rise
when morning skies
retell the old love story
© Copyright 2022 January 27
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Published 18th Jul 2022
| Edited 19th Jul 2022
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Anonymous
18th Jul 2022 10:01pm
Hi Cabcool,how u doing?
I hope well?
This a fantastic,powerful pen from you.
Take care.
X
I hope well?
This a fantastic,powerful pen from you.
Take care.
X
19th Jul 2022 2:04am
High-Wired6 is how I consider your kindness! Thank you for finding resonance with these traces of my pen.
Coincidentally (I won't say prophetically), after I finished editing and posting the poem this afternoon, I remembered a friend who just buried her grandmother yesterday, and thought how fitting to send it to her!
I am doing quite well, thank you I trust you can say the same of yourself. Thanks for the RL honour.
Sincerely
cab
Coincidentally (I won't say prophetically), after I finished editing and posting the poem this afternoon, I remembered a friend who just buried her grandmother yesterday, and thought how fitting to send it to her!
I am doing quite well, thank you I trust you can say the same of yourself. Thanks for the RL honour.
Sincerely
cab
