Fall

Gold cherry

By socialeaf

Sun, 14 Oct 2018
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6 comments
 

Let me row to sea my love,

then behind closed eyes

and unrequited sighs,

 

let me ratify this truce to come

and stitch winter to my skin.

 

Let me relent to the tide my love,

and when I’m distant

and my touch seems dead,

 

let me breathe in salt from darker waves

and stitch winter to my skin.

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Submitted by rjnewlyn on

Very effective. As a minor point, I think you want 'breathe' rather than 'breath' on the penultimate line.

 

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you! Yes, breathe:)

 

 

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Submitted by socialeaf on

Lovely news. Thank you!

 

Submitted by thornwood on

I read this alound in my flat trying to really feel the poem such as the impact it has. This is really the first poem I have dramatised like this trying to get neaer to the essence of the poem.

Coldly incitiful beutiful poem. Kind of left a gawking shadow of thought.

My neighbours might have heard it too !!, I hope not though they might complain or they might even appriciate your poem like I did.

Stephen d

Submitted by socialeaf on

Thank you for reading it (aloud) Stephen. I must admit I almost never read my poems aloud which is odd I guess. I did though after reading your post and I quite enjoyed it. My upstairs neighbour has somehow managed to be a professional poet and I think a big part of that is his being able to act out his work and give it life that way. Cheers for your kind words about this poem:) Roy