Another Voyage.


Wandering Again

Across the bridge of time a temple
lay beside a river near a mountain peak:
Like flower-scent and willow-shade, free.
Now silver mists of memory veil its shore
of soft sand, sun-warm, that comforted
the lonely wanderer, whispering,
Come back to me.

(inspired byTu Fu, 712-770)
©2014 Christine Plouvier

Thanks to Robert Okaji for another evocative post!



Filed under Poems, Poetry, Writing

3 responses to “Another Voyage.

  1. Very nice, Christine. Evocative, lovely.


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