and when we should have felt like strangers

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By JupiterMoon

Sun, 12 Dec 2021
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12 comments
 

and when we should have felt like strangers

 

we met,

drum-called and thirsting

betwixt the curling of flames

and a woodland heavy with tears

 

i found the placid shade

of your eyes,

vivid with an early hint

of december skies;

of coffee ground

in january

 

fireside,

the warmth set your gaze

pool deep,

and when we should have felt like strangers

there was only harmony,

lifetimes grown

uncoiling like a fern

 

now,

as plants fold to the earth

as snow flexes its reach

as nights stand dark

and tall and proud

as stars murmur 

cloud-lost,

you sparkle

 

the brightest light

of beech hill

 

 

Image: WIkimedia Commons

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Comments

Submitted by sean mcnulty on

A lovely poem. A wonderful title.

 

Submitted by Turlough on

I like the way your poem seems to continue its path uninterrupted, despite the sudden changes in location.

An enjoyable read.

Turlough

Submitted by sean mcnulty on

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Every line is special - this is a jewel of a poem. Congratulations on the well deserved golden cherries!

 

Submitted by donignacio on

Really very beautifully done

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

This is so beautiful. I enjoyed the contrast of internal emotions with elements of the outside and nature. It's like staring into a painting where the colours are restrained, just perfect. 

 

Submitted by hilary west on

A beautiful love poem!!!                                                                                                                                            hilary     angel

 

Submitted by onemorething on

This is our Poem of the Week! Congratulations! 

 

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Lovely. Whoever is the brightest light of Beech Hill should feel very special. I liked how you went effortlessly from December skies to coffee - outside to inside, cold to warmth, the big and universal to the small and everyday and all of it part of the same.

 

Submitted by celticman on

lovely images that lean into each other to create intimacy. 

 

Submitted by JupiterMoon on

Thank you everyone, for such positive, supportive messages. Really appreciate you taking the time to comment. And yes, she is very special. :) 

 

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Wow! The title hints at reconciliation - just enough said. The sensual merging of human affection with the Earth at the seasonal gathering around the fire. The beauty of your descriptive detail. 'a woodland heavy with tears' - Nature can cry and heal - we can too.

I'll say it again - Wow!