This Place

Cherry

By Bee

Fri, 25 Sep 2015
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15 comments
 

I came back to this place, 

sat on the bench and watched 

the straggle of geese paddle

the lake where mirrored autumn 

melted in my eyes,



If only tears could cleanse regrets,

but they simply multiply.



How dare we, no, I -

how dare I throw away a thing

so wondrous as us. Looking back 

is clarity - promise at the start -

fading to unnecessary endings.



Would you think me foolish

if you knew I miss you

after all these years, and could you 

tell me, will this sadness 

that I'm feeling ever end, Dear... ?

 

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Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

So sad and reflective.  A beuatiful photo as well.

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Philip.

Guess we all get sad and reflective from time to time. Glad you like the photo - a friend sent it to me from a morning walk. I've used it a few times, but not in black and white before. I really like it, too.

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

There is so much said in this poem Bee,

When we feel pain it's hard to smile, where sensitive thoughts fill our minds, we can only wonder at how we'll cope...though I imagine you do.

An Expressive, reflective poingnant read. 

Take care Bee. Hope the sun shines for you this weekend.

 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks for your thoughtful comments, Jenny - so very much appreciated.

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you for the cherries.

Bee

Submitted by celticman on

 mirrored autumn melted in my eyes, all the whys and why nots, regrets and will nots, in that one line.  

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks CM.

Bee

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

Regrets multiply... but they sometimes fade witth mor experience and an acceptance of 'fate'...

beautiful poem......

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks for the nice message, Terry. 

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

This is resonant and regretful, Bee. The one that got away. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Vera. I get stuck in a groove sometimes.

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

Lovely poem, very nostalgic. I am wondering if it is the same regret that you experience over and over.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Jean. Yes.

Bee

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello dear Bee,

I loved this poem.  Sad but reflective.  I always want to be like other commentators on your work but I can't analyse as they do I just know what I like and this one follows all your others.  I love them all no matter what the subject.

Moya

x

 

 

Submitted by Bee on

I think there's always a danger of over analyzing. I'm the same - like what I like, and I'm so grateful for your comments, and that you like mine. Might need to knit some bigger hats, the old ones seem to have got too small, for some reason. smiley 

x

Bee