In silent september i slept
profoundly
in a desperate hibernation
in a cove where poets die
nights and days slipped by me
a tear dream pierced an ancient love
where were you?
dreams in secrecy too
surrounded by nothing
i realized i am alone
and just a
a silent september
asleep with me
i LOVE YOUR FINAL STANZA surrounded for nothing i realized i am alone and just a a silent september asleep with me unique and very well closed
... a wonderful poem it is... silent. September.... loved it...
Wow I too had a silent September last year, wracking my mind, seemingly alone
And rest Ye well in silent September And rise when the season gets a little warmer With new verses and flowers to greet The world as it turns into a colorful retreat... (very good poem - and welcome to my page)
Thanks all Poets here. You all give me strenght to let September behind! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I too know of silent Septembers. This was such a well expressed poem. I very much enjoyed it and will continue to explore your poetry. Thank you for your comments on my poem, as well. I welcome new friends! Goodnight poetess...I send an evening's wish of PEACE