you will see

 

I walk blindly

towards the sun

the fish boats

moored

as workers clean

the nights for morn

 

girls giggle

as she kisses

as never before

 

the stirless adriatic

just laps

to and fro

 

children

run

round

the old capstan

 

I seek to hold

the goldening sun

in my open arms

and hold it to my breast

 

she kisses me slightly

never to forget

what we had

 

at the old station

venice bound

the train snakes

below the karst

I raise my arm limply

as she blows

hollow kisses

 

a little boy

breaks away

the family circle

 

a small white

kerchief

he raises to me

 

why do you cry, sir?

 

because my sun has gone!

 

he ponders

and quietly murmurs

no, sir

it will rise again

tomorrow

I am sure

you will see

 

 





Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-07-12 at 22:39

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normalil
O my! Here you are again, so often have been in my thoughts as I have been ill myself and away from the site. Sooo glad to see you here, and a lovey poem to boot! Ci vediamo, speriamo. Auguri!
2016-10-04


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Sad, tender and beautiful, thank you

Elle x
2016-07-13


Bibek
Ah, departing is such a sweet sorrow.
2016-07-13



A beautiful poem
Thanks for sharing
2016-07-13


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very nice.
2016-07-13