You have left
your beauty within me
(as if asleep)
and it awakens
now in mind
as if grass glistening
after rain
more green than green
an unseen
seen
your laughter
like birds
leaving a sky empty
filled now with both
their absence & their presence
your voice
like fallen snow
becoming everything it touches
that quiet whiteness
your words
a trail of footprints
... you have left...
(your beauty within me)
and I strive to be
worthy of...it’s blossoming.
* * * * * * * *
Dear Miss Muse, as promised a poem that tries to capture the beauty of your poems but...fails miserably. But don’t despair of me as yet for you still blossom within me and you never know…I might… just …get.... … there…one day. Who knows? In the meantime(no please don’t hold your breath) thank you for being...Angie.
love Donall Donall
Dónall Dempsey
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