cold deep
slaps hard stone
as evening winds rise

mocking the breath
of life now lost
to the light-less realm
beyond this chill
encircling me

no emotion here
save grief

abandoned house
a broken stair
a grasp-less hand
an ankle bent
held-apples spilled

sea birds call

but no voice came
to her futile cry

ocean breeze caresses
the tender neck
once softly kissed

now broken

those lips
will not know again
sweet fruit

nor love

• • •

rob kistner © 2008


photo by: Jef Poskanzer



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