Perhaps apples were fewer in the bowl Perhaps you needed still further tints Whatever I emptied my whole almirah Nothing was left in the blood and flesh It was a dream we started from Doesn't dream lead us to reality Then what for our desire for the froths of sleep Dream trees steeped in red round grapes A new gondola in a new creek Desires for the sea only pursuit Breaking the waves with tremendous joy New and newer islands of fulfillment Perhaps I lacked gold and diamond Or else why would you suddenly shift To new shores of pink communication To new shafts of unknown sunlight Our thoughts are perhaps always partial The kernel and further we cannot see Initially both accommodated the anchor Our ocean would conquer all mountains Now we do feel the beginning was flawed Your nucleus needed something beyond love Was it a regression to the unappeased childhood Was it some other fuel than just love Okay my dear stay satisfied With the new full moon and new autumn sun Just keep careful of another darkness That doesn't call for yet different rays September 9, 2019 Sometimes love is not enough Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One