I want to tell you
of lovers
two who stood side by side
forever
next to eachother
unable to be the same
she was of color
he of little less than bleak black
she was of bright
he was himself night
they met in a place
without eyes
she never saw him
he never near her
until things became
so full
in the place without eyes
that they became pressed together
and she came
and he went
untill
they had a child
which turned to be two
another
a sister
came in between the mother and father
they came to stand together
and the lady did say
to her lover
now that we are wed
and have a son and a daughter
I shall call on you
instead of my savior
when I need rest
I will send the message thru our son
for he must stay near his mother
and I the same of you
will ask thru our daughter
for she must remain near her father
for that favor i will ask you
not to be my lover
but my love
they said to eachother
and so it came to be
that they gathered
father daughter
mother son
forever
the mother's name still the same
she was born as Day
her daughter Dawn
and father Night
Evening was their son
Contrasts!
I love the contrasts in this poem! Very well-written!
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after a great length in time...
I say
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a good poem you added but why single one..hope you add moe to enjoy frien.. your poem is impressive and heart touching... love it.. I am basically a peace wisher poet with 6 books... hope you like my poems too
Writing was once a craft. a
Writing was once a craft.
a table, horseshoe, a painting
is of the create
not the hands that create
Thats reallt nice