To The One That Never Was

duck-face

You the apple in the grape orchard
That chews a part of me

Still.

Like the lost wreck below many nautical miles
That holds a finder’s treasure
Ingots of carats that could make me exalt in joy
Or surrender in a kiss

And you, in the fogged and misted orchard
Who holds the aspirations of my lips
The lass, who lingered never to become an antique
Who still makes a curio, a sought-after object
To the collector’s eye

And you, who were overridden all your life
Even vetoed from choice, I tell you this…..

Still your music leaves an unassailable presence
The autumn hears you too well

And the apple magnifies
Right in front of my eyes.

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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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