The Way of the Wind

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Tue, 27 Aug 2013
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 Into card making, I was;

 we’d recently moved,

so a picture of our new house

and lovely garden...

 

‘Greetings from the two of us’,

printed inside in green ink –

florid italic script...

 

Forgotten now which font I’d used

but lately, I forget a lot of things.

 A dozen, or so, I had left...after.

 

 It’s what to do with them, now.

They’re redundant.

 Do you see?

 

‘A coming to terms’, is what

they call it, and they all tell me

that I must.  So

 

pass them on, I think,

to the couple moved in...

since...

 five months ago.

 

They’d make good use of them,

her and him...

 they who talk each night

of cabbages and kings,

and which way the wind

will blow,

tomorrow.

 

 

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Poignant, with the history left a mystery. I really like the last verse, showing the importance of ordinary simple conversation, and openness. Rhiannon
(3rd line 2 words reversed, I think)

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Many thanks for your, as usual, spot on analysis of this poem, Rhiannon, and many thanks, too, for spotting my 'deliberate mistake'. 

All best wishes to you.

Tina;-)

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

Tina, the interaction in this works at lots of levels. This is the only poem of yours that I've read with a question. It really stood out to me. Your use of 'things', namely the cards, but also the house, convey a sense of brokeness, but from a distance.  When you ask 'Do you see?', I really want to say ' I think I do.' Beautiful piece.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Vera - I can only thank you for looking at this in such depth.  As usual, your words are inspired, and I appreciate it, so very much.

Tina;-)

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Poignant and memorable Tina.   I can't critique a poem in depth but  I can appreciate a beautiful poetic voice which you have in abundance.  Nearly posted this as poetic vice.  Whoops!

Moya.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

'Poetic Vice'...I hadn't noticed that category;-)  

Anyway, thanks for reading and for your lovely comment.

 

Tina