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> When Mourning Dawns, an older poem of mine
MissLuckyPenny
post Nov 22 07, 18:13
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When Mourning Dawns

All day your name has been against my mind
and hurt me like the too frail loveliness
of pear blooms in the rain.

All night my voice undefined
has swung from star to star
to call you back.

Tomorrow I will know that you can't come
and after that I won't know anything
but small hard shells against my bare feet
and sand upon my lips at dawn.





*Just trying to get back into the groove of posting my work and commenting on the work of others, figured this would be a good place to start.*


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jgdittier
post Sep 20 08, 06:48
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Dear Miss Lucky Penny,
How close your poem here appeals to my mood. It seems it could have been written just for me. It's says so much about mourning in so few words and so it packs much power.
I don't know why, but reading it has somehow lightened my mood.
I now can post the piece I wrote my recently passed wife.
Cheers, ron jgdittier


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