Thursday, March 22, 2018

Rob Schackne #617 - "The waxing moon" (for KdK)


The waxing moon
so still tonight
behind the gumtree
no birds tonight
my new binoculars
I feel my sister poets
shopping for books
they write poems
under the lights
and my brother poets
find old whisky bottles

a little noisy
two-thirds full
the cold mountains
the warm clothes
the hope and waiting
it comes and goes
and we are touched
by almost everything


2 comments:

  1. Aaawww - dear Rob! What a truly beautiful poem about the meetings of the brother & sister poets. I am touched! fabulous :)

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