Short poems for World Poetry Day

Okay, for the Amazonian Indian hermit living under a stone on the banks of the Orinoco: painting by Vincent van Gogh


Between dusk and dawn,
The night and the morning,
Between the giving and the taking,
Love fled,
And we both woke alone.

* * *

When I am old and grey,
I will not nod by the fire,
Full of sleep and memories,
I will take your hand,
And we will walk together
Upon the dark hills,
Until we lose ourselves
Among the stars.

* * *

Today the cloud hangs heavy,
Tomorrow may bring the storm,
But at least I have the memory
Of a thousand bright yesterdays.

* * *

Wind roars,
But the reeds stand unbending,
Rain falls
From a cloudless sky,
Snow lingers
Beneath summer trees,
For you are gone,
And even the moon is dark.

* * *

City sky,
The dull fires
Of Purgatory
Obscure the depths of night.
Stars fade,
Behind an orange veil,
The moon,
A pale lantern,
Too faint
To light homeward steps.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

2 thoughts on “Short poems for World Poetry Day”

  1. What I find interesting is the “like” listing on posts with the picts of the people who liked your post. Everyone takes the same seat, the same place. I can never be before Peter Bouchier. I always have to be at least three seats down. Funny.

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