My Welcome Guests Poem by Chris Zachariou

Chris Zachariou

Chris Zachariou

Cyprus
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My Welcome Guests

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An avalanche of memories—
songs, white lilies, yellow roses;
my friends and welcome guests.

They knock on my door
we sit around the table
we smoke, drink wine
and talk about you.

Your laughter—
the laughter of a woman-child;
the smile I adored, the eyes I kissed
the lips that said 'I love you'.

You touched me with your words
but we were so young, almost children.
Frightened I ran from you and didn't see

the sadness falling across your eyes
until one day you opened our door
and left silently and without a trace.

My Welcome Guests
Sunday, June 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,loss,love,sadness
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Chris Zachariou

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Cyprus
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