Forever Amber

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Fri, 04 Feb 2011
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15 comments
 

A morning,
fingernail moon,
outside our window,
peeps, shyly in;

a water-colour dawn
trickling
through the blinds
depicts her –
liquid silver
in my arms.

And then,
those amber eyes
try to blink alive,
until
she drifts off;
ragged breaths,
calm
to soft-edged sighs.

Inch by inch
I explore the ups
and downs –
the hills
the hidden caves
of her...
a terrain
I know better
than the back
of my own hand...

Those amber eyes
meet mine again.
How bright
they shine...
with a love
beyond name.

Certificate 12
Silver Spun Sand Poems
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Comments

Submitted by fatboy74 on
Some inspired images here Tina 'fingernail moon' 'liquid silver in my arms' - did this appear and disappear? Very much enjoyed. :-)

 

Submitted by Beeme on
I love the imagery fb choose, and really like the last lines. A very beautiful and moving piece :] Much enjoyed. Beeme xx

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, fb. Glad you enjoyed;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Beeme, many thanks for reading;-) Tina xx

 

Submitted by rjnewlyn on
The images that come to mind are strange ones (the liquid silver form with amber eyes) but it's a very powerful piece - especially the last stanza. One of your best I think. Rob

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Ta, Rob. Pleased you enjoyed;-) Tina

 

Submitted by seashore on
Agree with all above, Tina. Just googled `Forever Amber' as title sounded familiar but couldn't place it - film and book apparently. Coral

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi there, Coral. I hoped somebody would pick up on the title;-) Kathleen Winsor wrote the book, a historical romance,round about 1944 and then in 1947 it was turned into a film starring Linda Darnell. One of those evocative titles that has always stuck with me. Glad you enjoyed and thanks for telling me;-) Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Tina, I have know idea who you are talking about in this poem, but your description totally grabbed me, it was such a beautiful description that you portrayed here and I loved those first two stanzas:- A morning, fingernail moon, outside our window, peeps, shyly in; a water-colour dawn trickling through the blinds depicts her - liquid silver in my arms. Thankyou for the read and congratulations on the well deserved cherries. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Jenny;-) Your lovely comment reminded me of one of my favourite poems...Lewis Carroll's 'Jabberwocky'. Marvellous imagery, but a language all its own! Pleased you liked this, anyway;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
What a coincidence that is, Sundays. And yes, it is rather a large volume;-) So pleased you enjoyed my poem too. At least this is somewhat shorter! Tina

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Silver-Spun-Sand I too like the same stanzas and the words are kind of romantically said I think Fingernail moon. Especially the last stanza it just rolls and flows along. Well I too saw name in horse list yesterday of a horse yesterday it was called "Amber Eyes". and a brother's dog also was "Amber Eyes" beautiful name and congrats: a cherry! Have a good week-end. julie xx

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Julie - it always cheers me up to hear from you;-) So pleased you liked this one, and there is certainly no moon tonight, fingernail or otherwise. It is tipping it down and blowing a gale!! Have a great weekend and thanks for a lovely comment. Tina;-)xx

 

Submitted by barryj1 on
Nice stuff! Ditto on everything that has already been said about this delicate piece.

barryj1

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Many thanks, barry;-) Tina