Published March 8, 2008
Always you have been there
to staunch the weeping window-wound,
just beyond my bedroom.
Nowadays your shadow is dimmer.
I even believe I can see
the agapanthuses through you,
and your hair is more like the burning
of the sunset that is tipped out
over the back garden.
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To be honest I only chose this poem because it had to replies yet. After I read it, I couldn't understand why. I like the over all message of the poem. Lines 1=6 flow beautifully, WHAT HAPPENED TO 7=9???
It seems as if the actual rhythm and melodic flow of the poem just dropped after line 6, I don't understand. Either way, the poem is still good, and well worded, just try to fix the flow in the last few lines.