Poems and Poetry

Rocking Chair | A Poem by Roy K. Austin

(To my beloved wife.)

Hidden well behind the eyes
mystery in deepest black,
what you do not know you see
in the mirror looking back!

Feel your pulse to count you here,
catch the daydream on your face-
everyone is somewhere else,
somewhere in that inner space!

movement like the pendulum
gazing through as in between,
you, my dear embodied love
all you are runs through my veins;

Hippocrene is in my mind
on the cusp of time and space,
you break through as muse, my love,
all I am is in your face!

Emptiness is what we are
omnipresent, like the air,
you resolve my universe
sitting in that rocking chair!

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