never seen






for a while
in the small
of morning

waiting
casting shadows
on the garden wall

roses in the wild
we a word heard
never seen

peaches growing
out of habit
gardeners hard to come by

so we speak
in languages
understandable in times gone by

their meaning bare
emptied on the way

as they reach out
finding the void in our hearts

so we move in cognito
unaware










Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-01 at 08:00

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Katherine

tell me where you find scu beautiful phrases as these

as they reach out
finding the void in our hearts

so we move in cognito
unaware

the image of spoken words seeking out the void in our hearts is never so true a lovley poem from a very talebnted poetess

well done you are remarkable how you conjur up beauty with jus simple wordpower
rgds Michael
2007-03-01


Individuality
a sense of loneliness here merged with nature's beauty, a good poem.
2007-03-01