Sendings

By Shirley Segev

Shirley Segev

© Shirley Segev

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Contact: shirley.segev@sympatico.ca

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Your Breath's warm caress

Your breath's warm
caress so close to my
face this early morning
envelops me in bliss,
am I awake or still
embraced by other worlds,
I dare my eyes to open not,
what if this lightly
touching kiss
is just a remnant dream.
Your reaching arms
to soothe my thought
disperse all doubts
all losses, and restore
the knowing gift, replete,
towards a new day's love
in its deeply flowing stream,
complete.

Not more than

Not more than just a hint
of your morning smile
rekindles memory of
all the smiles of yesterdays
to multiply their pleasure
and easily imply
the granting back of
thankful nods
to precious moments' paradise
the dancing back and forth
of gentle morning rays
of sun
transporting light
and silent notes,
a promise of
a day's love done.

Pain Cuts Deeper

Pain cuts deeper
than joy uplifts.
Hurt's knife plunges into the
heart
piercing, turning, shredding,
ending stuck to the bone,
then blood congeals around
its dulling edge.
Joy swirls and twirls,
takes you for a fast spin
till you're dancing
on the head of a pin,
and then it's done
its fun all gone.


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