Blue Morning
by Indah Darmastuti
Reader: Peter Williams
Morning turns blue
When I remember the moment with you
Linger…
On the sprigs of your face
Bloom petals of smile, like it used to
Spreading nuance of missing you
I keep in my heart for always and true
Then your branches shouldered
Tells a sign to nest
Shafts of my pain
Drenched in dews
Which delivered by the night
When then moon embraced still
Swaddling in my anxious wreath
My morning
Even more blue
When drizzles rhyme a symphony
Then clouds dance offering rite
To celebrate your welcome
And goodbye