Arete (arete) wrote,
Arete
arete

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When photographs have faded
And memories grow dimmer
I shall turn to see you in the shadows
And smile, so slight, just that upturn
Close my eyes a moment
Blink away the tears that want to come
Breath deep and let out slow
And breath in again to say your name
Raise a finger to your lips and smile
Wink a little and nod your head
As I nod mine back and smile a little bit more
This time letting the tears fall
No words, just the sound of wind and leaves
Tea roses left on a grave, crimson on green

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My first entry in a while, and it's grief poetry. Not for any one specific, just playing with characters and storylines, and one of them decided they needed the grave site.
Tags: poetry
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