Abhorred good-bye…

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On the remember* of the other shore, a mountain…
Alive and well like the intentions of a sparrow,
condemned to never know the north of south…

So wide, so tall, so barren;
unmoved as the existence, stern…
refusing any shipwrecked’s prayer,
for just a little bit of space…

A cave on high dwells empty,
as the perspectives of its former heart…

(What has become of thee, existence?
Where dwells thy spirit, soul?
Where is thy substance?
Why are thy purses empty, why?)

………………………………….

It’s back-tide, shore,
so time is coming,
to say the same
abhorred good-bye…

*conscious and deliberate reforging of a verb into (so far…) a non-existent noun…

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2 responses to “Abhorred good-bye…

  1. Glad to read this wonderful piece of poetry Romulus. Thy ol’ english style touches me.
    Cheers my friend!

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    • Thank you Marius, looking forward to seeing you more often both here but first of all on Agonia. I’ve learned a lot from your encouraging attitude, and truly suffered when you left. It’s been a long and very hard year for me, I hope nevertheless to be more active… Writing seems to be the one thing left worth never leaving:-)

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