Room Six

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Thu, 12 Sep 2013
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6 comments
 

  We take it in turns to sit

with her...the girl

in room six.

 

She stirs; I stroke

her hand...notice

out the window

 

how the moon

is moving on – ploughing

its way through clouds

 

to break the dark.

 

A heron lifts –

black-cloaked

as shadows drift

 

and I envy

her strong belief

that this is not the end

 

instead – a letting go;

no regression, no retreat.

 

She whose moods were fickle

as a passing summer storm,

 

and who taught me to see

the simple beauty

of sunlight through trees.

Certificate PG
Poem
Silver Spun Sand Poems
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

The quiet scene stands out against the description of - life going on - outside the window, while inside, we learn so much more about 'the girl in room six' through the love and admiration for her lessons in the appreciation of beauty. - ('simply' - not sure, but should that be, simple beauty?) At the end of the piece, there is a feeling of calm which seems to come from her own beliefs. 

I found this poem very peaceful and meditative. 

 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, Bee..and oh, I see you spotted my 'deliberate mistake'.  Thanks again.  Have duly edited;-)

Have a good Friday.

Tina

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Agree with Bee, Tina, you've drawn a thoughtful sketch of the girl and her influence in life and in passing on. Rhiannon

 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, Rhiannon.  So pleased you liked.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Tina,  I agree with Bee,  a calming poem of letting go.  Also spiritual in that last stanza,  which I found beautiful.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Much obliged to you, Jenny;-)

Tuba