loves barcode

If we do not get to talk
before you leave,
I will linger between the click and clack
of your trains' wheels turning.

In shadows dancing, race the moon
across a hillside,
hold the set of a strangers' shoulders
seen rounding a corner.

Fall true, to the cut of coat
you thought I might like,
be the searching sounds of bird calls
holding on the wind.

In arriving, as gentle words delivered
with clink of cup,
be this early coffee's fragrance
drifting.

I am the postcode you take
when travelling to the salty coast,
your zero eight.

Barcoded I am with loves difference.

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Comments

Darya

16 years 5 months ago

I like this poem ……

I like this poem ...... Darya ................ "Though I be a thorn, and though there be a flower to grace the meadow, I grow by that Hand which nurtures me." - Allamah Tabatabai

Craig Norris

16 years 5 months ago

many thanks Darya

I'm happy that you like this attempt to describe part of that which you name as your greatest influence. cheers Craig

Darya

16 years 5 months ago

Indeed ……………….

Indeed ................... Love is the greatest influence of all and a poem that has this in mind is a poem well deserved to be read .... and again i should say that I really like this poem Darya "Though I be a thorn, and though there be a flower to grace the meadow, I grow by that Hand which nurtures me." - Allamah Tabatabai

Roscoe Lane

16 years 5 months ago

Creeping Up

I read this and let it rattle round my head, and came back, and i found it gets better the more you read it. I love it, as i say it creeps up on you, and i find they are the best kind of poems and always last. Very good Craig and gets better the more it's read. Roscoe... PS, Just read thet line again. In gentle words delivered, with the clink of a cup. Brilliant..

Craig Norris

16 years 5 months ago

thanks a lot Roscoe

I can be a bit of a worry sometimes, particularly to my own poems, I come back to them and if something doesn't feel right I invariably start changing things. But I think everythings OK now, glad you enjoyed. cheers Craig

lyz

16 years 4 months ago

I like

You are an Aussie talent mate, and I really enjoyed the originality of this poem. Who would have thought, a barcode. I do like the lines, I am the postcode you take, when traveling the salty coast, your zero eight. Excellent. Love Lyz. XX

Craig Norris

16 years 4 months ago

Hey Lyz

yes I was writing about how love gives us a stamp that sets us apart and all the little things become so special, glad you enjoyed. cheers Craig