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A Poem by Poetry dances

Calcified bones from spent lives
etched in stone above and around you.
You lie with others
unable to hear
or meet these words on any page.

It's cold even though you won't feel it.

Part of me wants to introduce the
others with whom you lay
to somehow warm that place
with blankets of sunlight.

That would make me feel better about you being there
since you have to be there.

Another area of my mind faces
an equal challenge:

Whether I should be thinking about you
as my Dad, or as a person or after 9 years,
as being gone.

© 2008 Poetry dances


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Hmmm! Very deep and moving poem. The title is very symbolic too. The feeling of cold and sorrow is well translated to the reader. Can we still say congratulations for the nice work in this case? Anyway, thank you for this very beautiful piece of human emotion!



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Poetry dances
Poetry dances

Busan, South Korea



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I'm Tony, I have been writing poetry for a couple of years - UK born, my wife I are based now in South Korea. I started a poetry website a little while ago called poetrydances.com. Over there we.. more..

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