Tender Village Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Tender Village



Tender village
In its smallness
Shining
But planet-like


The moon is on you
In the night
The stars smile
It be night

The waters lap
In the lake
Red eyed a figure
In black
Runs

The eyes of the
Houses and
Their faces
Wry and see.


The tender village
In its smallness
Is
In the night
A poppy field of red
And dye.

Sunday, October 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,myth,poet,song
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