Not Digitally Enhanced

Cherry

By lenchenelf

Mon, 08 Feb 2021
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6 comments
 

 

 

 

I would snatch dusk roses

from this winter sky,

ephemeral as your whisper

on our pillowed clouds before

sleep claims thought,

 

lay them as a bolster

for nought but this;

 

we are reimagined by light

and colours of the morn,

 

a clef on a sleep-sand blinked yawn.

 

Our stretch.

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on

reimagined by light, yep. biblically true for me and you. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Excellent. Loved the last lines too. Rachel :)

 

Submitted by marandina on

Just lovely. I do love the word "ephemeral"

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

Thank you Jack, Rachel and Marandina, 

you are all very kind. I pruned it slightly and hope it reads and flows a little easier.

Best 

Lena x

 

Submitted by Nolan on

A good poem I might call "classic" although the title I find a bit strange I don't quite understand but it probably is ordinary. It is puzzling to tell the truth the meanings of the poem. Not digitally enhanced = Actual reality?

Nolan &

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on

I've only just picked up on your thoughtful comment, please forgive my tardiness.

Usually I leave meaning to the reader, as part of a poems' process of being. Individual interpretation and light in which it is received informs, as with all art forms, which is partly what this wee piece hopes to portray.

best regards

L x