Between happiness and sadness
—silence;
an angel prays:
I kiss the loneliness of old people,
their temples like handfuls
of winter; their hearts,
used baggage, waiting;
memories speak,
they smile and
tell me stories from their youth
—sadness falls;
silence passes unspoken
—they remember the dead.
I kiss the loneliness
from their temples
and sadness lifts
from their mouths.
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from my first book: 'In Forbidden Language' (2010)
Publisher: Stillpoint Books
https://www.amazon.com/Forbidden-Language-Dah/dp/0982874707/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1441386216&sr=1-1&keywords=in+forbidden+language+%2F+dah
—silence;
an angel prays:
I kiss the loneliness of old people,
their temples like handfuls
of winter; their hearts,
used baggage, waiting;
memories speak,
they smile and
tell me stories from their youth
—sadness falls;
silence passes unspoken
—they remember the dead.
I kiss the loneliness
from their temples
and sadness lifts
from their mouths.
-------------------------------------------
from my first book: 'In Forbidden Language' (2010)
Publisher: Stillpoint Books
https://www.amazon.com/Forbidden-Language-Dah/dp/0982874707/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1441386216&sr=1-1&keywords=in+forbidden+language+%2F+dah
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