Eridanus

 

walking

long-shadowed

on a dusty path

once mud

the guiding trees

bend east

as if to worship

the dawning sun

though truly

from top to bottom

they are crippled

bent against

the western winds

 

I brought you here once

when dimmed

dark skies

threatened

nay

blasted our faces

in a relentless

merciless

wind

our lips

softened by

passion

all hallowed now

in the grave 0f thoughtless 

love

 

I see

between the willowed wands

Eridanus

meandering

on horizoned edge

 

I sit

bemused

by fate





Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-02-06 at 18:09

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Phill
Funny how memories present as a river would.

Thanks for sharing this one, friend.
2019-04-29


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I thoroughly enjoyed reading this, Peter. It’s descriptive with unanticipated twists. I thought I knew my constellations but found myself “googling” Eridanus!
2019-02-06