Maybe I came late…

Maybe I came late…
to your disintegrated nest,
on the bulked tree
without roots.
The early migrants
have taken what they have found
what they could
from your bed
of a revolutionary man.
When I arrived
I only found dried flowers
and a snail
that was creeping
to stain me,
so it can swallow
the silken moment
that I knitted
with the light rain
of February
to raise again
your nest
without a bird’s song



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3 responses to “Maybe I came late…

  1. wow, this sings a song of old to me…I want to know more

  2. hahaha, what you need to know more, Mr. Adventurer? This is a poem of mine, writen long time ago, published in one of my books…. I don’t know any similar song, would be nice to find it 🙂
    Thank youuuuu for your interest on my poems :-)))

  3. You spoke about endings the other day…well, this ending is magical…

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