unkissed

Gold cherry

By celticman

Sat, 08 Jan 2022
  • 4706 reads
30 comments
 

Many my days and many my tomorrows

Until you no longer remember me in your prayers

Shame burns away our ignorance and confusion

Some unholy night’s vast glimmerings

Peace and unfiltered pain aground in our vast bay

The slow cadence of life’s sadness strained

A spreading coffee-stain of stars

Binding me to you like a new moon

Fear holds us like a rejoicing

Blanked by our fated calling

Unkissed

Certificate U
Poem
Other Fiction

Comments

Submitted by marandina on

"The slow cadence of life's sadness strained.." A bitter sweet message encased in poetic words. Very nicely done, CM.

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks marinda, never really sure where poetry starts and finishes. I guess it shows. But no harm done. We've all got to try. 

 

Submitted by Turlough on

So sad to have lost a loved one, or to have lost contact with one who has been loved.

This line ...

Until you no longer remember me in your prayers

oozes sadness.amongst your beautifully written words.

Turlough

Submitted by celticman on

thanks Turlough. unkissed is I guess a feeling more than a fact. 

 

Submitted by Hades502 on

Very well written poem. I liked it. Some great lines throughout. Congrats on the cherries.

GGHades502

Submitted by celticman on

thanks hades. 

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Melancholy and reflective, words striking chords of attraction and predictive loss, flowing rhythmically down to the final, sorrowful line, unkissed.

Penny4athought

Submitted by celticman on

thanks for dropping in penny (ahem, almost a joke, you've no doubt heard a million times. joke inflation. 

 

Submitted by HarryC on

Some personal echos in this for me.  Strange how a certain order of words can conjure an emotion like that.

A spreading coffee-stain of stars is an unusual, but very apt image.

 

Submitted by celticman on

cheers for reading Harry. that coffee gets everywhere. 

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jack

 

Lovely little poem. Quite a tribute to somebody.

Jean Day

Submitted by celticman on

thanks Jean

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

'Until you no longer remember me in your prayers', A long extinguished flame can suddenly re-ignite without warning but an unkissed state is one of both sadness and peace. I love the flow and movement. When something is so far out of reach you have to have an out of body experience to touch it.

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks for the reading Jane and the comment. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Strange and beautiful- my favourite kind of poem. I completely missed this last week - I love it. It's also Pick of the Day. Do share on Facebook and Twitter. The painting that I added is a Whistler from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Whistler-Nocturne_in_black_and...

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I missed this too! Brilliant pick - thank you celticman, and congratulations - well deserved!

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

A deep and meaningful poem that I would have missed if it hadn't been brought to my attention by the Pick of the Dy. It would have been such a shame.
Thanks for posting it.

Best, Luigi

 

Submitted by celticman on

wow, that's a surprise. Thanks Luigi, Rachel and insert. 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

I read this because I read everything you post. Then I read it again, because

a) you seldom write poetry,

b) it is a terrific piece of poetry,

c) because I could, as it's posted here for as long as you leave it up.

Very well done.

Ewan x

Author Page at the 'Zon
 

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

Great. Nice to see some poetry from you. 

 

Submitted by HarryC on

Well done on Pick of the Day, Jack.

Submitted by celticman on

i) i seldom write poetry ii) it's seldom (never) terrific iii) I leave everything up, like a cat leaves its droppings in the litter tray, but thanks so much Ewan, drew, and Harry. I'm tempted to write another poem out of spite. 

 

Submitted by HarryC on

wink

Submitted by tan63 on

Love the poem Jack and the painting too!

Tanya Jones

Submitted by celticman on

hey tanya, thanks 

 

Submitted by tan63 on

Shame burns away our ignorance and confusion...woke up with this beautiful line in my head, thank you

Tanya Jones

Submitted by tan63 on

If you wouldn't mind Jack I would add three words...shame and our love burns away our ignorance and confusion. Makes even more sense to me, in a universal sort of way, if you know what I mean

Tanya Jones

Submitted by celticman on

wow. thanks for thinking the thoughts Tanya. 

 

Submitted by Frances Macaula... on

"Peace and unfiltered pain aground in our vast bay"  So many good lines in this one, Jack. 

Thank you and congratulations of the golden orbs - well deserved. 

Soundcloud:  https://soundcloud.com/search?q=FrancesMF

Submitted by celticman on

thanks frances.