Poetry Geetings For Vctor Buhaglar
*** Poet’s Greetings ***
(Written for Victor Buhaglar)
Does the Malta shore pause its gurgling rush
Of roll-over waves to hush
In appreciation of your hand brushing its ending, foamed
Touch over the sand, which is the greeting
I’ve sent on to you, dear poet brother, as I do most every day.
Is your extension of my sent greeting from
Half a world away, some pleasant handing over of a day’s friendship,
Where my good-night wishes
Greet your morning breakfast?
So, I fall asleep to your waking —
A walking into a new dawn’s possibilities…
Unless we both bypass time
To give up on rest and remain awake to welcome
The poetry that stays stirring, hunting
A bare recording space through our fingertips;
Unseen one to each other and all, but still present
In one far away place to another — catching
The gasps of wind gusts, or swallowing the ominous
Shadows of pre-dawn and pre-dusk, where
We pause to fill the separating disdance between
Your shores there and our mountains here,
With sprites peeking over our shoulders, and
Faeries dancing for their morning teas or night sherry —
Expecting after all these years, the sent messages that the heartfelt
Poetry being voiced between us and danced over the world’s
Extended beaches, will continue still,
Waiting, holding onto plates of thick, iced cake
And cut, lushious, fresh fruit, which we will enjoy together
While hours apart.
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(Written for my poet brother Victor Buhaglar), 5/5/2023)
Thanks be to God. Grateful for the slow but steady
Improvement of my health. Have missed all here on PSp
during recent trials while hospitalized.
Copyright © Sally Eslinger | Year Posted 2023
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