June

Gold cherry

By onemorething

Tue, 16 Mar 2021
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When will it be June?

Its arrival like a too bright apology 

for January, unneeded, unasked for,

when I understand the silent fire

of ice so much better. And yes,

I do want pity and empathy, and

guilt and sympathy, even though

I have said that I do not. 

And sorry, and sorry, and sorry, and

help, and yes, I have denied it, 

but I want to rescue, be rescued - 

why shouldn't I? And redemption 

and love, and love, and love too, until

my tears grow tall cornflowers

from where they fall. Until I see the sun

blink through the emerald umbrella 

of a summered ash tree; the cool green

of its fanned embrace, until

watered by dew and lying amongst 

the long grass, I am no more

than just one more blade of it.

 

 

Image is from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Flaming_June_by_Frederic_Leighton.jpg

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Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A touching poem Rachel. Full of sensitivity and longing.

By the way I really like the painting.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Ah thanks Jenny, bad morning, a weepy write. The painting is gorgeous isn't it! I love it. :)

 

Submitted by Mark Burrow on

Really enjoyed the sense of the words bursting out and flowing. Has a real energy to it. As ever, brilliant imagery too. 

And yes, roll on the summer. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thank you. Yes, roll on June, for lots of reasons. Thanks for the cherries. :)

 

Submitted by Mark Burrow on

No problem (by the way, I realise this isn't just about summer!!). 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Ha. No, I know. :)

 

Submitted by marandina on

Reflective and yet demanding. I can feel the yearning. I admire your ability to produce such quality, so quickly! :)

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks Paul. I upset and it splurged out. Not usually so quick so glad you liked it. :)

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This beautiful poem is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day!

Please share/retweet if you enjoyed it as much as me

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Blimey. Thanks ever so much! A lovely Monday surprise. x

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

The artwork picture reminds me of those airbrush posters that we had on the bedroom walls those days. And the poem too I know exactly how it feels "I do want pity and empathy, and guilt and sympathy, even though I have said that I do not".

Very honest although still, we need love, not sympathy!

Keep well! Tom Brown

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Hey Tom. The painting is beautiful, I see what you mean, I think, like a Mediterranean brightly coloured poster. And yes, love is the key, really, in the end and perhaps what all of those other things add up to. Thanks for reading it. Rachel :)