Like love in heart spent
27 February 2016
Yesterday
Apple trees were ripe
Fruit garden
Shone yellow
Of fruit only the mellow
We ate in shared joy
The leaves green
Caressing the skies
In sunrise
The eyes bright
Sparkling with the brightest sheen
We rode the heavens
I count mice
Companions of fate
They run wild
Feet bellow
Scraping through the bowl they flee
Inside me hollow
A flag waves
Crimson on dead white
It beckons
To misdeeds
The greed grows dark as it feeds
On remnants of flesh
Humble beg
Radiation’s creed
They shuffle
On sad deck
We store far more than we need
Food stops at the neck
I am dead
The swarming bees hushed
Lift my frame
Twining flame
He ushers my faded self
As blood in me rushed
In today
I walk roaring cliffs
That watch seas
End circles
The air I breach is hurdles
That slow my descent
Tomorrow
We will follow whiffs
Of once more
When joys lay
Within horizons soft breeze
Like love in heart spent
Reading of the poem:
Low – Lullaby
Wonderful use of seasonal imagery
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Thank you Derrick. I like playing upon the interpenetration of seasons/nature/human emotions
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Poetic justice 😊😊
Tomorrow
We will follow whiffs
Of once more
When joys lay
Within horizons soft breeze
Like love in heart spent – artfully curated through love and hope signifying that a glimmer of hope is all we need to keep us safe and sound.
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Very true, love is all we need as the Beatles sang. All we need is a glimmer of hope and that sparks the rest 🙂 Thank you for reading and commenting
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“A flag waves
Crimson on dead white
It beckons
To misdeeds
The greed grows dark as it feeds
On remnants of flesh” I love this stanza. It says so much about the evils of society masquerading as national pride.
A wrenching write, my friend.
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Very true Melinda. Thank you my friend :). I am slowly catching up on your writing and noticed that some of the posts that I had already read were actually unliked. God knows how WP achieved that one.
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There’s plenty of time 🙂 catch up when you can but don’t stress it 🙂 My words will be here. I have had that happen where something I read was missing a like too. I’m not sure how that happens either. I would love to know though 🙂
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“LOVE LOOKS NOT WITH THE EYES, BUT WITH THE MIND, AND THEREFORE IS WING’D CUPID PAINTED BLIND.
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Love looks with the heart Mihran
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An endless cycle!
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Somehow yes Marissa
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This is beautiful Geetha!
Oh and I managed to sort audio out too!!!
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Thank you Ritu. That’s great!
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😊
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🙂
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Gorgeous imagery as always. You always strike just the right balance between the hardships of life and finding hope in those defining difficult moments
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Thank you Tosha. I guess because I am an optimist and have a balanced approach to life any hardships I go through never pull me down too much
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That’s the way to be. Never change.
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Thanks 🙂
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