Girl In A Picture

By skinner_jennifer

Mon, 02 Oct 2017
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Picture from pixabay free

 

 

 

Through brushwood

sits enigmatic girl,

behind shadowed

Autumnal leaves,

 

nestled...soft,

pensive contours

gesturing a child

so appealing,

 

is there a sparkle

somewhere in those

eyes, reminding me

of someone I once knew?

 

My memory see-saws

with fragments,

like the ups and

downs of life,

 

getting blown away,

tossed like Autumn's

season; disappearing

in mists of forever.

 

Trying to grasp each

recalled vision, but

for now your beauty

will have to do,

 

wish I was a seer,

not cloaked in psychic

obsession, but swept away

on the enchantment of you,

 

perhaps if I gaze long enough

I'll have those tranquil dreams,

my October friend and I will be

gleaming like sunshine beams.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Such a pensive bit of poetry Jenny. Quiet contemplation of possibilites and soft thoughts. I liked it very much and it took me to a fall day with visual bursts of colors and dreamy possibilites in that portrait of a young girl with the gleam in her eyes.

Now I have to go and put on my Sinatra/Antonio Carlos Jobim album and listent to 'quiet nights of quiet stars' .....thanks for the quiet moment your poem gave me. smiley

 

 

Penny4athought

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

If you apply the underlying trend of this poem to your life in general as I have, it makes me think back over my life to relive my growing up, to my first girlfriend and to my life as it is now. It says so much to me the way you have written this poem Jenny. thank you for helping me to relive those past memories in your writing.

Edward

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Penny,

I'm so glad you managed to get something so magical from this poem and I am so pleased that it put you in the mood to listen to some great music.

The girl in the picture so reminds me of a friend I used to know back when I was a teenager, but I have no idea what became of her. She loved hippy clothes and the shawl that girl in the picture is wearing is very similar to one she had.  I often wonder what happened to her, the last I heard was that she emigrated to Spain, but she'd be in her sixties now, so many moons have passed.

Having had so many great moments together, it would have been so nice to spend some time drifting off to sleep and dreaming of us as we were and having those special moments that we so enjoyed just once more.

Sorry to ramble on, I always tend to do that. Thank  you so much for stopping by and letting me know your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

I've not thought about paintings triggering memories, but the realisation that we know nothing about the place and person we're looking at can bring back thoughts of people we knew and wonder where they are now, where they have been. It can be lovely meeting someone 'from long ago' even though both have changed so much, there is still much we can relate to and communicate and remember. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Your words are so true Rhiannon, the fact that she's in the shade, leaves it up to my imagination.  Maybe though I would rather meet and remember her as she was back then, because I know from experience that we all change as we get older.

I do so appreciate you stopping by to read and share your thoughts.

Many thanks.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Edward,

if I could treasure just one comment in my life, it would be this one. To know that I conjured up your own memories, just feeling that I've done something special makes writing all worth while.

So many thanks for the kind words and may the memories linger always close by.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by shoe on

Very beautiful, I especially like the penultimate verse, but all lovely and wistful.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi shoe,

so many thanks for stopping by and reading my poem. It's great to see you're back writing and look forward to reading more of your work.

By the way, I'm glad you found it wistful, that's what I was hoping would come across.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by celticman on

yeh, Jenny, the leaves are here and they do make their falling presence felt. Autumn days. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Wonderful Autumn days where the leaves crinkle and are crushed beneath our feet.

Thank you for stopping by Jack. Appreciate the read and your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley