stepping onto the doormat
knuckles rapping on wood
heart pounding mind racing
perhaps its like those
after school tv reruns
or those movie remakes
imagine live streaming
and podcasting in
very slow motion
loosing you and having
to remember back then
are unreachable ghosts
.
Exilic poetry
That is a very beautiful
Poem that you wrote
I have read your poem
And I enjoyed it very much
Please continue writting your
Poems
ALDO GABBAY KRAAS