Re-posted because I stupidly deleted it in error!


Your Face

Sometimes, at night
I dream of you
But somehow
Your face
Is in shadow,
Always.

So long ago
We parted,
Sadly,
Regretfully,
You for duty,
I for sorrow.

Oh, I remember your ways,
Your dazzling smile,
your eyes like deep, dark waters.
But not the whole
Face.

And your collections,
How could I
Forget them?
Moulding fruit and veg
Retained for microscopic
Inspection.
Fly larvae, ditto.

But I forget your
Face.

Until I see that smile,
Dazzling,
In my dear son's
Face.



Poetry by Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-08-17 at 21:24

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As I read this poem, I'm happy to encounter the unexpected imagery of the third-to-last stanza! It makes the poem more real, more vital.
2019-08-18