where do you go at night when i think you are sleeping?
i looked under my pillow
but you weren’t there…
i hear you
and feel you
especially when
the nocturnal
start to stir
and tell me
you are here
again…
just listening
© r.e.l. 5/15/11
Posted for Poetry Potluck 5/14-5/21/11 on Jingle Poetry
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it is sweet and adorable robin, it brought a smile on my lips, thinking that you looked for him/her under your pillow 🙂
yes, what i was looking for is often simply under my pillow 😉
Adorable poem. I simply love it. My potluck: http://verseinanutshell.wordpress.com/2011/05/16/protect/
thanks… much appreciated..
I like this, it has a sort of double meaning in it. The ‘you’ is nicely ambiguious.
http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/05/16/dark-eyes/
yes, “you” can have whatever meaning you’d like…
I concur with Jessica. Nicely penned.
thanks, glad you agree…
‘just listening’ – very interesting. well written.
thanks… yes, listening is key…
very talented words.
love your beauty in poetry writing…
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i don’t normally write short stories but my 10-year-old daughter does. should i post some of her work?
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