Monday, July 18, 2016

I am an eyelash in the wind, a poem by Jay S Zimmerman

I am an eyelash in the wind
by Jay S Zimmerman

I am an eyelash in the wind
Brushed from your face
Teardrops in silence
Homeless and yearning

Brushed from your face
Crying in an empty heart
Homeless and yearning
Longing for loving

Crying in an empty heart
Teardrops in silence
lover’s lonesome wishes
I am an eyelash in the wind


Bio: Jay S. Zimmerman came to poetry from his life as a visual artist, composing poems to go with his art, finding as much joy in painting with words as with other visual tools. He has recently been published in Three Line Poetry, I am not a silent poet, and Flying Island. He was born in the concrete caverns of New York, amid the trolley bells and sounds of subways, travelled south to Miami Beach and thrived in the warm sands and salt air dancing to the musical rhythms of klesmer, cha cha and bossa nova, finally venturing to the dark soil, flat farmlands and rolling hills of the Midwest where his roots have grown and been nourished for over 40 years. He is an artist, photographer, psychologist, social justice advocate.

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