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  Nov 2018 L B
Sparkle in Wisdom

Every evening I see the
Brightest star shines by..
It waits for me to come and see
Before it goes away..,

The timing is set
It always comes..
At the time of dusk
And sun is about to descend
And the moon is about to emerge
In that twilight zone
I see you on horizon..!!

And when the darkness sets in..
And the moonlight fills in..
And in multiple stars twinkling,
It's there everyday..
I can see from my West facing window,
It waits for me for few minutes,
The moment we see each other,
It says goodbye to me
And fades away..
To come again next day!

I know very well My son,
We are playing this game,
The time you left our home,
I see you since then..
I know you come to greet
A sweet Hello!
To your mom..
Love you my son
Love you my Shining Star..!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
Nov 2018
My son s birthday falls today.. 19/11/2004... He would had been 14 today.
L B Nov 2018
The snow has a hand in it
as it gently covers all
the russet cheek of fall
With its myriad of hands

Snow opens up a place
among the covering leaves
Rests its palm
along the warmth of earth
sinks its fingers into heaves
and waits a moment

Winter is an expert
at November's need for lenient fondlings  
He remembers
edging for surrender
of a dying spring
His touches linger
as the earth quails at the gate
with shivering cries
she tries
to pull away

Cold desire overwhelms her
Cold insists
His swelling frosted fingers
force into the earth
in every way of water--
freezing crystals can desire
They imagine how to dilate
crevasse
to winter max

She tries not to--  
Heaves up her hills to block his way
He stops her  
with his white-fist wind
his frozen grip  
Depths so patiently insist
Such weight smothers all
With drifting swirling tongue
He fills her once-warm mouth
Settles into empty nest of limbs
and lets the wind drive him
ever deeper

into the need of winter
love
Regretfully consensual.  What else can we do with winter?
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