Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Buon Compleanno

Buon Compleanno

It rained on All Saints’ Day
and I think it was your birthday
some nine time zones to the west.

Missing you feels different
in Italian; more tragic I guess.
Persi amore, o rammarico.

You told me you’d wait for me
but we both knew it was a lie;
a self-preservation you allowed me.

I wonder when it all will end;
the girls, the boys and the lies
told to faceless lovers in the dark.

For now the Eternal City calls me
and I imagine you are still asleep,
some nine time zones to the west.



emmett wheatfall said...

I always enjoy reading your poems. You have this wonderful ability to tell a poetic story woven through the fabric of human interaction and narrative. Fine work my friend, fine work.

Short Poems said...

Nicely written, enjoyed your work!

Claudia said...

hey steven - are you really in rome? then you are in my time zone..smiles
sad feeling to your how you refer to the time zones...distance...nice

Michelle said...

It is always a treat to read your work. Exceptional composition and an ability to say so much with so little ... brevity at its finest. Superb.

Anonymous said...

I like this poem very much, enjoyed it.

Rinkly Rimes said...

You captured that feeling of impossible distance.

Shashidhar Sharma said...

Its lovely... you have got the essence of distance so beautifully....

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Om Namah Shivaya
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Kay said...

Damn the distance. xoXox

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Awesome poem! So very true and well said! Love the time zone line!

Anonymous said...

Excellent poem I like it

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

love it.

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

love it.

Ann LeFlore said...

So nicely written and love your ending about being asleep through 9 different times zones to the West such a distance of thought

Lance said...

I like the realistic view of the relationship. I like how you came back to the time zones line. Great touch.

I enjoyed it a lot.

found you thru Eden Baylee

vivid dreamer said...

Love it.... I missed reading these wonderful poems.

Melpomene Selemidis said...

Love the tick tock of the tragic time zone clock...

Eden Baylee said...

The beauty of this poem, as with most of your work is you give each city its special hint of romance, even if the romance is doomed.