You Need Not Know Poem by Sandra Fowler

You Need Not Know

Rating: 4.6


House corners sing a wind song to the blues.
The air randomly flows with shadow trees.
You come to me across the fading fields.
The passion in your tired face lights the dusk.

I want to tell you, though you bring no flower,
That I have all I wanted from the fall,
But you press your hand hard against my mouth.
The moment is too simple for much speech.

You need not know I memorize you, Friend
Down to the missing buttons on your coat
For wisdom tells me all you have to give
Is written in the clean lines of the moon.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melvina Germain 13 January 2008

Oh my Sandra, this is so beautiful, you are the Queen of poetry. Melvina

0 0 Reply
Broken Peaces 17 January 2008

Sandra you write some of the most beautiful verse your work is what eyes were created for 10 Chris

0 0 Reply
Rani Turton 16 February 2008

This lovely poem is tenderness, grace and dignity all combined to weave together an unforgettable moment in time for the protagonists and the reader. Thanks.

0 0 Reply
Malini Kadir 26 April 2008

Beautiful! poignant and dignified!

0 0 Reply
Dr.subhendu Kar 07 June 2008

memoirs still blaze the love in unison as the halcyon days hides into shadow latching on to the memory lane yet the resonace suffuses by the remembrance..........................wonderful poem when poignant the remniscence, love still unditterd in resilience, great write,10++, thanks dear Sandra.

0 0 Reply
Bri Edwards 09 February 2014

not my cup of tea. but thanks for sharing with others. :)

0 0 Reply

‘For wisdom tells me all you have to give/Is written in the clean lines of the moon.’ Well poets have the monopoly to scribble so…and Ma’am you’ve done it…ably and its justly…fantastic… 10+ Ms. Nivedita

0 0 Reply
Sally Plumb Plumb 11 September 2009

I love this one so much.It is heavenly.

0 0 Reply
Ashraful Musaddeq 03 May 2009

I read and I became amazed how beautiful the poem is! Magnificent imagery is used like 'Down to the missing buttons on your coat'

0 0 Reply
Wojja Fink 29 March 2009

any comment I could leave would be like ruining the fresh snow with footsteps........can I say nothing...John

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Sandra Fowler

Sandra Fowler

W. Columbia, WV, USA
Close
Error Success