A Teardrop Story

thoughts are like sediments
on memory backbone near vertebra joints
where winds roughen their play
with clouds floating in children’s eyes

today’s teardrop pushes forward
a clog rolled inside blood
an answer to the ocean’s call

tides are getting nearer
ship bells break the silence
of long distance passengers

Categories: My Poems in 2009 | Tags: , , , , | Leave a comment

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