How often does language fail to express the tempest within?
Words pour endlessly and yet to understand,
One has to search between the lines. Misunderstood.
Missed in translation.
Tongue coated with a vocabulary that remains silent.
How often too the touch of a hand is enough.
A parting of lips. A sigh. An embrace.
Goodbyes at sunrise.


33 thoughts on “Sunrise

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  2. Beautiful poem, the first part especially, I wonder a lot about this, I’ve found it difficult sometimes to get the point across, its hard to express some things in words. Beautiful pic too.

      • Well that question is one that’s central to humanity. I once asked my dad if people with brown eyes see like us (blue eyes) he said he didn’t know, and there is so much more to understanding than just seeing. In some ways its a good thing and the difference between pure technicality and art. Thank you, it was a lovely piece.

      • It’s a difficult thing sometimes to ask an intelligent question, and I can see that sometimes in my comments and comments on other people’s blogs but for some reason this really struck a chord with me, it was just beautiful x

      • I’m in a melancholy mood at present, and although I hoped to stray away from it in what I create, it can’t be helped and yet somehow it seems to resonate…

      • I feel a bit the same, I can hardly concentrate on anything, maybe its a global thing, hopefully it’ll pass soon.

      • I think its most likely the chaos/butterfly effect yesterday was 41c today will be 43c πŸ˜‰

      • lol Keep warm, I’ll try not to at this end, and well both try to get out of this feeling πŸ™‚

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    • Goodbyes warmed by starlight. We seldom think of it that way: our sun is our closest star and – unless something changes very soon – the only one we will ever come quite so close to in our lifetime.

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