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sirens and wind

By Cynthia Sharp

sirens and wind

sirens and wind in the night
the energy of a storm on the way
too hot and too cold all at once
telephone line crosses plastered in white
faith abandoned in a desert of snow

i seek new meaning
write prayers on peace cranes
and float them in the river
a silent procession punctuating the surface
like the salt of my tears on the sheet
in the field of morning ritual






Article © Cynthia Sharp. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-01-29
Image(s) are public domain.
3 Reader Comments
sarah ito
01/29/2018
06:46:09 PM
Soft and sweet and real and touching - so nice.
Dennis
01/30/2018
09:52:54 PM
Brevity with deep roots of tender feelings merging with imagery, Once again, well done my friend, write on.
Barbara Ehrentreu
02/07/2018
12:02:21 AM
There is so much in this beautiful poem full of unusual images. I love the telephone crosses in a little ne, the idea of being hot and cold at the same time, and I specially loved the whole picture of peace cranes floating down the river with the white background! Excellent work my friend!
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