Sunlite Wanter Poet Free verse

My Old Flame

My Old Flame

Would that I would fly
To ocean’s side
And catch the twinkling caps,
Where the moon touches
The boundary ridges
And I could but dream of you.
“Over there” you sailed 
Where herons fly
Oh, so long ago.
I missed you so – I did not know
That you would be truly gone.

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Scarlett Hanley March 8, 2017 at 6:44 PM Gorgeously and wonderfully depicted.

Charmaine Chircop March 2, 2017 at 11:13 AM Oh how sad..melancholic and nostalgically beautiful. A FAVE.

Charlie Smith February 23, 2017 at 11:42 PM Last farewells, never enough said...well done Sunlite... Sunlite Wanter February 24, 2017 at 6:25 PM We never get used to saying "goodbye." Thank you.

Lynn Marie February 21, 2017 at 10:37 PM This is so poignant, I feel to be still. A most moving piece, beautifully penned. blessings, lynn Sunlite Wanter February 24, 2017 at 6:25 PM Thank you very much!

Daniel Turner February 21, 2017 at 10:22 PM So sad. There were way too many that didn't get to come home. The greatest generation! Very moving, Sunlite. Sunlite Wanter February 24, 2017 at 6:24 PM God Bless you, Daniel!

Keith O.J. Hunt February 21, 2017 at 7:16 PM Deep and provocative Sunlite, stay strong and bravo for this poem's sentience.All the best my dear;-) Sunlite Wanter February 24, 2017 at 6:24 PM Thank you, Keith. It could fit any war.