i miss you #poem #poetry

i miss you
like a little poor child
misses his home destroyed by war
like giant wounded albatrosses
miss their flights above blue oceans
like thirsty Bedouins miss water
like ancient swords miss their masters
like in the days before the resurrection
his followers missed Him
i miss your eyes
i’ve never seen

@short-prose-fiction

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don’t wait for me #poetry (revised)

don’t wait for me

please find another lover

i’m riding camels with the Bedouins

watching the golden sunset coiling in the desert

i’ll enter Alexandria by morning

the day Mark Anthony committed suicide

 

don’t wait for me

go find another lover

i’m in the Île de la Cité on Friday the thirteenth

the Friday which forever will be feared

the smell of burning flesh is choking me

the Knights Templar are shedding tears

 

don’t look for me

until I’m writing you again

past sunsets murmur in gray fumes

and in the night before His resurrection

like Mary Magdalene

i’m looking for a tomb

 

@short-prose-fiction