Category: poetry

I Still Have to Water the Plants

 The Empty Room

<p>I walk slowly
Slowly into
To your empty room

All thoughts of you come flooding in

I close my eyes
Open my heart
Calling out your ghost

You are nowhere near my truth

I’d stay, but more like left behind
I’d stay and water the plants

I remember you telling me
I can wake up late
Saturdays til noon

Sweep the yard at dawn
Come back to bed

Still, I’d have to water the plants
I’d stay and water the plants…

For So Long Now

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Dear Thierri & Vedder,

 

A friend of mine re-posted this poem from more than 15 years ago. Published through Bulacan State University’s collegiate paper “Pacesetter”.  I used to get a kick out of how our artists interpret the verbiage that is my poetry.  The illustration gives it perspective and texture that was invisible when it was in vacuo of my head.

Allan Flores, the artist and