I kid myself you’re on one of those
many business trips you took abroad.
Used to give you hell each time...
as I recall. Like being a lone parent,
I said, even though you did your best
to make it back for everyone’s birthday.
Christmas and Easter too, you moved
heaven and earth to be there. Missed you
like you couldn’t imagine; hit the rum
most every night. Hated it really; puked
my guts up. A mire of self-pity, mine
to wallow in, as I saw fit.
Yesterday, took a walk up ‘our hill’ –
the flora and fauna confused
by the coldest winter on record.
Today, they suddenly appeared -
petals, soft as the down on your neck,
and then, guess what I thought next?
When you got home, I would count
(as ever) the latest crop of freckles
on that sun-burnt nose of yours – still
warm from Arabian sun. And how
I would show you the snowdrops –
heavy with the white heat of love;
nodding heads – bowed.
Comments
Cavalcaderl | March 1, 2010 - 00:04
New Silver-spun-sand
This is beautiful,and the
snowdrops,bowing heads.
I know who your talking of.
Lovely word's
I would count (as ever)the latest crop of freckles on that sun -burnt nose,and Arabian sun.
and I would show you the snowdrops-
heavy with the white heat of love;
nopdding heads bowed.sad expertly explained.
Beautiful.Keep warm.
Thought's are with you.
julie xx
Silver Spun Sand | March 1, 2010 - 01:05
Julie - thank you. Hope things are well with you.
Tina xx
Bradene | March 1, 2010 - 15:32
it's a slow and painful process isn't it? and really I don't believe we ever can really, we just re-live the memories and retreat inside ourselves a little, yet at the same time we have to remember the ones left behind, those we also love and value.The writing helps I find, and you write so beautifully about every aspect of life Tina. That must be a great and wonderful comfort to you and of course you are laying down a fantastic legacy for your future family to read and enjoy. Love Val x
Silver Spun Sand | March 1, 2010 - 15:58
Thank you for reading, Val and for your lovely words;-)
Yes - writing really does help...something I know you are more than aware of.
Love,
Tina xx
MistakenMagic | March 1, 2010 - 16:57
This is gorgeous Tina! Love these lines:
'Yesterday, took a walk up ‘our hill’ –
the flora and fauna confused
by the coldest winter on record.'
and
'I would show you the snowdrops –
heavy with the white heat of love;
nodding heads – bowed.'
As always, another rich and beautiful poem!
Magic xxx
Silver Spun Sand | March 1, 2010 - 17:15
And as always, another wonderful interpretation, Magic. Thank you;-) Pleased you liked it.
Tina xxx
kheldar | March 1, 2010 - 17:55
Tina, yet again you deliver the goods.
The standout line for me is:
"A mire of self-pity, mine
to wallow in, as I saw fit."
David xx
Silver Spun Sand | March 1, 2010 - 18:33
David - thank you. Of all the lines in the poem, the one you chose, the most telling.
Tina xx
Beeme | March 1, 2010 - 19:35
Its all been said, Tina :) As always you deliver a poem rich in emotion and beautiful imagery.
My favourite lines;
Today, they suddenly appeared -
petals, soft as the down on your neck,
and then, guess what I thought next?
When you got home, I would count
(as ever) the latest crop of freckles
on that sun-burnt nose of yours – still
warm from Arabian sun.
Absolutely stunning!
Beeme xx
jennifer | March 1, 2010 - 20:24
Magic has picked mine, but I just think this is superb and needs to be reiterated:
'I would show you the snowdrops –
heavy with the white heat of love;
nodding heads – bowed.'
J x
Silver Spun Sand | March 2, 2010 - 09:48
Beeme - thank you so very much. I could do with some of that Arabian sunshine right now;-)
Tina xx
Silver Spun Sand | March 2, 2010 - 09:49
Jennifer - what else to say but 'thank you'. Much appreciated;-)
Tx
Nathan Bednarek | March 4, 2010 - 18:51
LOVE THIS! Definitely one of the best poems I read in this genre. The emotion in this poem is so deep that I genuinely feel compassion for the 'narrator'. Another gem, Tina, it seems you can't run out of ideas for what to write about ;-)
Amazing, well done.
Nathan.
Silver Spun Sand | March 4, 2010 - 19:26
Nathan - my thanks to you. Glad you enjoyed this one. As for running out of ideas, I guess each new day brings its inspirations;-)
Tina xox