"A White Feather Falls" a poem by gennepher

               

A WHITE FEATHER FALLS by gennepher

long ago

amidst dawn’s mists a story began.

eyes so deep this universe

the stars we flew in orbs of light

a distance between us,

time passed

s  i  l  e  n  t  l  y

catching the songs as they escaped

the child kept them safe in her pocket.

petal by petal

this secret life unfolded

blossoming for such a brief time

yet twined together for eternity.

whispering untold dreams

we vanished in to an unknown world,

tracks that led nowhere

an endless talking of pain and heartache.

each way I turned this blue of you reached out

and yet

silence.

watching you this afternoon

I realised you have to go.

hanging in the air echoes of our future

be safe, take care

this night of soft farewells

fading into this wordless sky.

The endless night

where the moon remains to grieve

shimmering, half-seen

we say see you soon.

a white feather falls

I hold your hand

hiding this whisper of you and I.

your voice softer now

drifts back.

This Granite Stone of Death by gennepher (poem)

THIS GRANITE STONE OF DEATH by gennepher

each way I turn

this blue of you reaching out

and yet, silence

trickles down granite stone,

this melancholy

of thought

walls

rearranging,

walls

always 

walls

paintings fading,

bewildered the room empties

brown walls

brown ceiling

brown floor

blood red roses

turning black

hanging their heads,

these decaying petals

falling

drop by drop

bleeding dry

this granite stone of death

the blue eyed child

of thought

opens its eyes

slowly

in innocence

TOMORROW IS ONLY ANOTHER DAY a poem by gennepher

TOMORROW IS ONLY ANOTHER DAY
by gennepher

Waiting
for mists to clear
echoes whispering
tomorrow
is only another day.
Meanwhile
the nightingale 
sings.
I look 
for your hooded eyes 
this distance 
between 
us. 
Kites
flying above
the church on the hill.
On the coping stone
of the ancient bridge
I peel back moss
covering
our initials.
The dog's ears prick up
one, two, three, four, five
ravens fly past...
Love...
I travelled the road
in this lifetime
peeling back moss
covering our initials.
This paved path
of gravestones
underfoot
I take care
to mind the cracks.
"I'll always 
be here" you said,
I look at the clouds 
this distance 
between us. 

Her black cloak
flowing in the wind
unseen
beneath the hood
her eyes gaze out to sea.

Sunny Sunday...photos of my garden by gennepher

Sunshine Sunday in my garden by gennepher (photos)

A little sunshine in my garden today by gennepher