Thursday, May 11, 2006

Hazel and Blue

I’d never spoken so much,
nor listened so well,
as the last time
our eyes met.
Not a word was uttered
of the deep waters
between us.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thats right, You don't have to speak of it. Because you feel it.

Follow my signals
the ways I say I love you
are not the spoken

Poetry From The Creek said...

Succinct, powerful, great balance. I'll have to browse more of your poetry. Thank you...