The fifth season is a mute girl

the seasons of the letter L

Long Year
she said
when I was born
then she packed three leather suitcases
two plastic bags
and went there

he said
it`s spring
the loudest sound of all the seasons
We listened and ate breakfast outside

in water
Don`t throw jellyfish he told us
for they are living creatures as well
At night there were owls

is what we planted on her grave
I wanted to plant daffodils but they were out of season
She`ll like lavender he said
I left her my white ribbon
to remember me by
She always loved white

Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-04-24 at 18:43

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Lourdes, this poem is captivating. As I read it over and over again, I absorb more and more. Your poetry is inventive, fresh, complex and enticing. Plus more than those few words can express. I since a deepest of soul, spirit, and heart in you. Beautifully done. : ) kathy

Shas Ramlogan
I got really into this poem, its so passionate and touching.

wow a great poem well crafted and powerful well done rgds mike


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