The Black Sticks of Garmisch

The Black Sticks of Garmisch

A Poem by Leslie Philibert
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another poem for my son, who is missing presumed dead in the Bavarian Alps

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a maze of strict wood
dark moss that begs for steps
silent and loyal

you birth again the lost,
green a half life, rest alone
under the stars

more ever than the cold moon

© 2018 Leslie Philibert


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Every word in this short poem counts. The second stanza, particularly poignant. I am so sorry for your loss.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


Leslie Philibert

5 Years Ago

Dear Christine, my thanks for your kind words. I am trying to get to terms with this. It is not easy.. read more
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

I can not begin to imagine this type of pain, but rest assured that every parent reading these words.. read more
Speechless. Stark works. Pain palpable in such a confined space. So sorry.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Leslie Philibert

5 Years Ago

Dear Lyn, thank you for the kind words. As you can imagine, this is a nightmare for all parents. You.. read more
arresting from the first line ...

I am sorry for such tragedy.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Leslie Philibert

5 Years Ago

Thanks for the kind words. I am trying top accept the death of my son, and not doing too well

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Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany



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I`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..

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A Poem by Leslie Philibert