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Kaoru
Kaoru
of peaceful soul
charming smile
body so fragile
mind determined
and bright
journeyed halfway
round the world
to study and learn
the language of scientists
who made
Grandma`s city burn
devoid of vengeance
she just wanted
the incredible
personal freedom
of being able
to globally earn
Kaoru
whose kiss
planted a seed
to reminisce
we had only
a handful of trysts
yet certain lips
after briefest
intervals
of misty anticipation
leave deep imprints
that evade
time`s tricks
Kaoru
a few years my elder
brought up well
to protect the fruits
of her gender
played baseball
different than
girls from America
as a superb catcher
no matter how
hard I tried,
I couldnt
get past second
Kaoru
in truth
not as beautiful
as her name
her allure
was in her
mysterious gaze
she trusted me
let Yankee hands
roam
Nagasaki frame
her supple flesh
an unusual shade
her body parts
not quite all
the same scale
I`m haunted by the last time
she walked away...
with a hint of a limp
slightly mis-shapen
exquisitely lame
of peaceful soul
charming smile
body so fragile
mind determined
and bright
journeyed halfway
round the world
to study and learn
the language of scientists
who made
Grandma`s city burn
devoid of vengeance
she just wanted
the incredible
personal freedom
of being able
to globally earn
Kaoru
whose kiss
planted a seed
to reminisce
we had only
a handful of trysts
yet certain lips
after briefest
intervals
of misty anticipation
leave deep imprints
that evade
time`s tricks
Kaoru
a few years my elder
brought up well
to protect the fruits
of her gender
played baseball
different than
girls from America
as a superb catcher
no matter how
hard I tried,
I couldnt
get past second
Kaoru
in truth
not as beautiful
as her name
her allure
was in her
mysterious gaze
she trusted me
let Yankee hands
roam
Nagasaki frame
her supple flesh
an unusual shade
her body parts
not quite all
the same scale
I`m haunted by the last time
she walked away...
with a hint of a limp
slightly mis-shapen
exquisitely lame
Published 16th Feb 2013
| Edited 17th Feb 2013
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16th Feb 2013 7:30am
Beauty lies in the eyes...a memory worth keeping, who is to say that's a bad thing....
16th Feb 2013 7:33am
not bad at all Ms. Grace ....
I wrote this from the context of her birthplace -
Nagasaki....
I should have borrowed from your style and posted
a "submitted to a competition in this portal" comment : > )
I wrote this from the context of her birthplace -
Nagasaki....
I should have borrowed from your style and posted
a "submitted to a competition in this portal" comment : > )
17th Feb 2013 00:46am
It has to be stated somewhere, D. The 'This poem..." I meant...and whose to say THAT is a bad thing...Good luck with the comp, though.
