Poetry

‘Whispers’ and other poems

By: Roger G. Singer

WHISPERS

I see you
at the edge

moonlight
brushes your hair
as a mild breeze
drifts over
the lips
whispering my
name
as we stand
under tall pines
lining the path
next to the
ocean
where a
starry night sky
is reflected
onto its
smooth surface

###

LINEN SONG

fair winds
circled
past open
windows
teasing
checked
and striped
curtains
snapping
their ends
against red
stained brick
walls
above the alley
signaling
like a ship
messages
to the
sky

###

FINAL

what place
death?

the unknown
moment
when fear grasps
the breath away
like a match
burning out

smoldering
without opportunity
to un-strike itself

revealing the
evidence of
finality

Categories: Poetry

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