Wings Of A Nightingale

Sunday morning–

we share the news

headline and society pages

           *****

 Valentine’s day–

this phone should ring

before the cicadas sing

            *****

 Valentine roses–

hanging upside down

that’s all remained

            *****

this frosty morning–

our eyes meet, my heart missed-beat

your love keeps me warm

            *****

daisy petals fall–

he loves me, he loves me not

my heart keeps asking

            *****

star-studded clear sky–

you wave goodbye, yearning starts

until next week, here

            *****

seasons change, now spring–

your letters say you love me

will I wait for you?

             *****

 not a word spoken–

nestled in your loving arms

sensual joy, I feel

            *****

a bright new day–

brings comfort to weary hearts

this maiden’s smile

             *****

spring flower–

she will blossom

as season change

             *****

 married to Bhutan-

she opens her heart

with the tip of a pen

             *****

summer breeze-

she closes the chapter

her book of life

             *****

early morning dew-

waiting to drop

on a bowed leaf

            *****

soup kitchen-

the line winds around the corner

a winter morning ritual

            *****

thick afternoon fog-

enshroud my vision

where’s my exit?

            *****

one summer day-

grassy feather reaches out

together as one

           *****

November 27-

an inbox full

of birthday greeting

       *****

inbox full

of birthday greeting

where are the cards?

      *****

this winter-

the coldest

warm in your embrace

        *****

this Christmas-

where ever

with you

      *****

winter wind-

walking faster and faster

to nowhere, the drifter

        *****

in love-

fireburning in the sky

in my eyes, in my heart

     *****

fog and rain

left them at home

at work too?

       *****

April rain-

a parking lot

in the freeway

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