Lace Wings

Cherry

By Bee

Sat, 20 Jun 2015
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23 comments
 

Who tatted the gossamer lace 
that graced you with fluorescence
as you shimmered on to dusk from dawn?

Who cares that after all your chores were done,
just hours past your birth, you paired
and from this world were quickly flown?

No one, but the one who listens
for a question, and smiles
upon each living work of art before it's drawn.

And so it will continue, as since 
he lit the dim glow of that early wondrous 
pink and orange sun. 

Oh to be remembered 
with such care and fond affection 
after we are gone. 

Certificate U
Poem
Nature

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

words can be wonderous visions, but peel back house and home and there is there was and ever shall be that moment when beauty arises. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Your comment is almost a poem, CM. Thank you so much.

Bee

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

So much in there, almost between the lines, Bee. Lovely. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you so much, Rhiannon.

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Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

So very beautiful, Bee.

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Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you Tina, if you think it is I'm thrilled. smiley

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Bee

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

v lovely, lovely diction throughout (tatted was new for me) loved  'the one who listens
for a question' and the line it led to. lots of thought and beautiful depth but the moments are always there...think celticman has touched on this with a lovely comment. all the very best :-)

 

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Stephen.

Thank you for such a thoughtful review. You always take the time to read closely. 

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Bee

Submitted by love_writing on

Beautiful...those last three lines most poignant .

love_writing

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you, LW, glad you liked.

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

smiley = for the cherries - thank you.

Bee

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Sorry to repeat the same, but it is beautiful. And true. The lilies of the field.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Lilies of the field - exactly! Thanks Catherine.

Bee

Submitted by Ed Crane on

Rather underestimated, Lacewings are the gardeners friend, along with Ladybirds. Both species have aphids on the top of their menu. So fitting that, as you say, these living works of art keep a natural balance in nature. We must never let them be forgotten.

Ed xxxx

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you, Ed. So happy to have those thoughts on the value of our garden friends. 

Bee

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

A poem as delicate as the subject, Bee, coupled with deep thoughts. And the final invocation is very apt.
I too was new to word 'tatted'. Live and learn.

Luigi x

 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks so much, Luigi. Very grateful for your comments, and pleased you thought it delicate. 

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Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

Beautifully written, and lovely sentiment. But poetry too lives on.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

What a great thought. Very comforting, Jean. Thank you.

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

This is incredibly moving. Spare, considered, delicate and beautiful. You bring human depth to nature here, too and so the poem lives on in your head.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Vera. Such a little poem getting such big appreciation is lovely. 

Thank you.

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Great!

Parson Thru

Submitted by Bee on

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Bee