Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Three Word Poem [eclipse, cradle, drift]

The eclipsing shadow on his face
Cradling him in my arms
I can do nothing but stare
To be here again
Deep into his eyes
The glassy blue that is reserved only for a child
I remember
What it was like
Back to truth
Clasping to memories
All I have left
My eyes close
It drifts away


LauraO said...

Hi Krissy, thanks for stopping by my blog. I like your poem. Nice to meet you.

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Michelle Alley said...

Lovely poem!