you will see


I walk blindly

towards the sun

the fish boats


as workers clean

the nights for morn


girls giggle

as she kisses

as never before


the stirless adriatic

just laps

to and fro





the old capstan


I seek to hold

the goldening sun

in my open arms

and hold it to my breast


she kisses me slightly

never to forget

what we had


at the old station

venice bound

the train snakes

below the karst

I raise my arm limply

as she blows

hollow kisses


a little boy

breaks away

the family circle


a small white


he raises to me


why do you cry, sir?


because my sun has gone!


he ponders

and quietly murmurs

no, sir

it will rise again


I am sure

you will see



Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-07-12 at 22:39

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O my! Here you are again, so often have been in my thoughts as I have been ill myself and away from the site. Sooo glad to see you here, and a lovey poem to boot! Ci vediamo, speriamo. Auguri!

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Sad, tender and beautiful, thank you

Elle x

Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Ah, departing is such a sweet sorrow.

A beautiful poem
Thanks for sharing

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very nice.