Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Tuesday Poem: "A Far Greater Nourishment"


Walking home alone on Saturday night,
social sounds spilling around me then
fading in my slipstream,
I round the corner of my street and
an image of your face rises
to combat the cold that searches for
the marrow of my bones.
Hope flutters like a wounded bird into
the pale sky of a vision desperate
with longing.

Forgive my physical hunger.
You were right to deny it
because by morning
you had given me
a far greater nourishment.

2 comments:

  1. I liked the beautiful clean simplicity of this - and the lovely ambiguous ending :)

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  2. Thanks, AJ. I always appreciate your feedback. It's very positive and uplifting.

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