他说
天上的星星不亮了
因为你带走了光环
他还说
水里的鱼儿自由了
因为你剪断了情丝
可是
我不是很相信他
因为
他每天都漏网捕鱼
他每晚都抬头望星
He says
The stars in the sky are not shining
Because you took away the halo
He also says
The fish in the water are free
Because you cut the love thread
But
I don’t quite believe him
Because
He fishes with a broken net by day
He looks up at the stary sky by night
Your perfume hits me
before the summer heat
You walk through the door
while peeling off a work day
Your tan skin busies my eyes
through the shower screen
I race toward you
just in time
Before the cooling water cascades down your toned frame
I bury myself in you
unleashing a full day’s longing
*This poem was published in May 2020 in The Poets Symphony by Raw Earth Ink.
We never had a photo together
yet I remember every expression of you
I have never returned the books you left on my book shelf
the only ones without dust
Silent night has never been peaceful
since I heard your car burned into flames
on the highway with extra snow
buried your seventeen years old charred body
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend
Why did it have to end
I have never been able to say goodbye to you
maybe that is why nothing good had been with you
You left me a letter before you boarded the plane
You know I have never opened it to this day
Nothing matters really since the day you’ve been gone
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend
Why did it have to end
Nothing is as pure as childhood sweethearts
No love is sweeter than sweet sixteen
I dream of you still in black and white
Your linen shirt flying on the swing
Your manic laughter on the seesaw
This used to be my playground
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend
Why did it have to end
There is no he will ever replace you
in the land of the living
You are my perfection
my first
and my destiny
The rocks lie still letting the sun comb through their rugged form
The shadows of the trees line the path with whisper of old stories stalling me from walking into the sunlit serenity
I wonder if the pelicans will be my eyes to survey the island far beyond the horizon
*Photo taken by Cassa Bassa at Green Point Foreshore, The Central Coast, NSW, Australia
You don’t understand
why I need to shop for
yet another red lipstick.
I can only explain
that perfection lives in tomorrows.
I don’t get tired of
watching people
listening to the rain
and
thinking of you
Today is a good day
I get to write about
thinking of you
while
listening to the rain
and
watching people
Simple things are beautiful
I don’t mind experiencing them
on repeat
every day
Wounds I Healed, The Poetry of Strong Women
Published by EIF
Edited by Gabriela Marie Milton
I remember your breath on my skin
I responded in goosebumps
Your touch kept me secured
in the shape of a heart
You called me a cute name
I paused, melted and became undone
There are so many moments I remember
They match every moment of our today
I fall deeper and deeper in love with you
Living Poetry word prompt writing
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride.
I love you because I know no other way than this.
So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand.”
You recite Neruda to your dying husband
in the storm this boat cannot withstand
We may not enter the safe haven after all
My last sight of this calamity is love on display
I thank you fellow refugees
When I close my eyes,
I know the goodness of God
You brought me sunrise
When darkness covered my mind
Morning dew diluted last night’s tears
My lashes tasted sweet upon your lips
You tendered me with a crown of frangipanis
Within the distance of our breaths
A butterfly fluttered frantically
twining around the invisible bloom between us
Flicker of Thoughts 