A Wandering Question

Birdsong through the rain,
A desert wind that touches tears,
River banks breaking
And flooding a town,

These are the moments
I miss you like cold snaps,
A chaos of seasons
Delaying the sunrise,

Foxes cry shanties,
The pigeons stay hidden
And under a stone bridge
Time cries for a reason,

You’re long gone
Like good times and greed,
A wandering question,
A thought and its seed.

Poetry.net

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8 Responses to “A Wandering Question”

  1. absolutely empathise with this… thank you. lovely flow to this write. :] xx

  2. Loved how the whole world is longing… great expression

  3. you do have such great talent with words! you really do!

    🙂

  4. Interesting poem with layers of meaning. I especially like this:
    And under a stone bridge
    Time cries for a reason,

    Nice to meet you! Hugs, pat

  5. So glad you joined the potluck with this one, it is beautiful.

  6. Thanks for stopping by, Pat – glad you enjoyed it

  7. …and thanks everyone for your lovely feedback

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