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Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on March 22, 2017 by Plathinson

Today, it is raining.

I raise an arm, palm up:
glomp for a few drops
that carry a tune
of a long forgotten song.

Serene sound pulls up a memory
from a number of moon’s passing
I can no longer remember
it was mine.

I gaze at the sight of grey:
my eyes’ plea for SOS—
that heavy downpour after over
a decade long of summer.

And because you’re still a bit coy,
I keep you closest
where only I can hear;
Forever is fleeting,
and this moment, eternal.

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on February 12, 2017 by Plathinson

Water flows
ever so gently now,
draining a river to the dregs—
an inscription of an ultimate passing
on pebbles and silt.

Amid soft and quiet sound
of a distinctly sweet farewell,
this place almost resembles

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on August 10, 2016 by Plathinson

Today: the sumptuous meal
ravishes the palate—it is here.
You chew a thousand times
until merely a morsel
gets stuck between your teeth.
You may think it’s barely there,
but you feel it in your breath.

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on April 29, 2016 by Plathinson

I know
the different sound
your name makes:
A favorite song
however distant.
A haiku seems
too long a story;
Whole world
in one word.
I say my praises
on my playlist,
while on repeat.

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on April 5, 2016 by Plathinson

I said I loved the rain,
and then watched the first drop
fall between my fingers.

I fell for solitude
in such an abyss
I could not understand.

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on December 7, 2015 by Plathinson

Like sea waves to shore
I come to you, undecided
yet always reaching out,
in the language of glimpses
and cold sweat.

Whenever tides rise
and roll really fast,
albeit without storm,
that’s the wind teasing
a strange quietness.

© Gheeneil


Posted in My Poetry with tags , , , on November 23, 2015 by Plathinson

I asked time to never tell
the distance between me
and a memory.

© Gheeneil