Now no more the slanting rays
Of rain or snow, this poetry
Of weather charting the bright haze
Of days on Earth, sweeping melodies
Did your forget even for a time?
That our days here are limited?
Feel it slipping like an evening hymn
The months become years of lost moments
Most musical and to heaven extending
The loves ones leave us now
The Sun we once held so dear
Is softly descending, O Lord our waiting eyes
This universe as wide as the speed of light
These bosom nightly meditations for what
You would have become, little signs
Of creation and contemplation
While my world is growing dim
Now no more the crimson blaze
Of fiercely loving, give me wisdom
For these tragedies, of losing and loving
And starry pleasures of transcendent gestures
Encoded in art in private moments
Of what it feels like to be lost, anonymous
And solitary, the unexpected sleep
Of a youth dying before their course was set.
Note: Emma Fillipoff was last seen in Victoria, BC, Canada.
Learn about her story:
Such a beautiful poem. I love the use of language, and how whimsical it is.
Thanks Kyria, it’s about a poet who got separated from her family.
Thank you so much for liking my poem USA Nineteen Fifties on my blog WordMusic.
So very sad…so beautifully bittersweet.
Yes Emma is a dear, we don’t really know if she’s alive or not at this point. But we hope….
What a beautiful and heartbreaking remembrance. I hope that Emma is reunited with her family and friends.
Same here Andrew, there is a facebook page you can follow for updates.
Thanks for your continuing checking https://thiabasilialicona.wordpress.com. I think about Emma often and wonder, maybe she’ll return in due time! Hope there is always hope! 🙂
Thanks Licona, I too hope she’s just going through some kind of odd transition. I had a brother who did the same thing.
Hello, my name is Gregory Thomas, I’m a writer and poet, and post my work on my blog at “Cascadialegends.wordpress.com” I just wanted to thank you for liking one of my stories on my blog. thank you very much! I don’t possess the know how, or money to make a book out of my work, if perhaps you know anybody that could help me, please do let me know, also thanks again. It’s my passion to make people smile through my writing, I wish you the best of luck as well