Laughters

[bardiphouka]

Written for brigits_flame
Prompt: laughter
WC:166
Genre:poetry





An infant discovers sunlight
and fills the room with
quiet laughter, because the light
is part of the universe
which belongs to him.

They touch fingers and hearts
and laugh so loud it
stirs the autumn leaf-rug
that they are walking through
on their way to being one.

Sipping strong coffee,
the Camp survivor talks
and, while rubbing the number
tattooed on his arm,
laughs with the guilt of surviving.

Two veterans of different wars
remember the moments between
violence and laugh, the laughter
a memorial to friends and comrades
who did not make it through.

She wakes on an expanse of
white cotton alone at dawn.
He has gone, from the dimpled
sheets to his scent and
laughs at the freedom of it all.

I, having heard them all,
tune my guitars and place
them in a circle. I will play them
over and over until I find,
tumbled in the strings,

the one note that has the glory

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[bardiphouka.livejournal.com]

I was hoping you would enjoy it, coughahem