One Look and Then Goodbye |
| This is a free verse poem entered in "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" , Round 59 Organizing the Sky They left me gladly that April sitting on a park bench Without a book for my erstwhile companion Years left me grieving unable to face the mourning Without a friend, organizing the sky Music left me speechless somewhere between aging and eternity Without a song or a place to call home I'm leaving, hear the whistle? No one will notice Without that book ~ the next train is mine 16 Lines |