My good pal Ian helped me with this one


Whispers

The brush of a feather on a cheek,
A whisper in the wind,
A shadow glimpsed in the mist.

A presence felt but not seen.
A shivered breath, a name whispered on the breeze into the empty air
disappearing into the mist.

Caresses no longer felt,
Glimpses no longer seen
Whispers lost forever.

Hope is all that remains





Pretzy and Nix
14/10/11



Poetry by Nixters
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Written on 2011-10-14 at 13:03

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes , such is with us , not to scears us but to reasure us. Much is always with us. A time to smile and know and not be sad. A poem , may not be as the poet , in this case two poets. Have writan , then the poem releases unspoken throughout. Thanks Nixters and Ian .
Ken ( D Williams )
2011-10-14