Open Poetry #40 |
The Dewdrop and the Rose |
Rod Member
since 1999-12-08
Posts 149Auckland New Zealand |
Love is in the morning dewdrop that enfolds his moist embrace ‘Round the newly dawning rosebud as she turns her pastel face To the glory of the sunrise... then she bids her last goodbyes To the night-time’s fading shadows... and the splendour of the skies. In the gleaming mellow sauna of the slowly rising mist Comes a haunting recollection of the lips that once I kissed Now their velvet charms en-trance me... and for moments they abide Like fairy seeds of dandelion upon a fairground ride. As the rosebud gently opens and the dewdrop falls away With his dying remnants fading in the newborn warmth of day Glowing petals bloom and shimmer with a beauty rich and rare And a radiance that, but for love, could not have lingered there. Somewhere deep within the darkness, in the confines of the night Love had cast its jewelled sequins in the silver moon’s soft light. There is power in the healing whose caress all life sustains He may vanish with the sunlight, but his legacy remains. He came not with cries of passion, nor with promises of power But with grace, in love abiding through the silence of the hour. In her dreams and smiles and sorrows, still his spirit shall remain As it was from the beginning ... and will surely be again. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh my what a poignant, and bittersweet piece of poetry. Just delightful, if I may use that word. Loved it. I certainly could suggest a few scenes in my mind. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I could have highlighted each and every line as my favorite, soft and heartwarming poetry...love reaching out...assuring... nicely done |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Rod~ 'In the gleaming mellow sauna of the slowly rising mist Comes a haunting recollection of the lips that once I kissed Now their velvet charms en-trance me... and for moments they abide Like fairy seeds of dandelion upon a fairground ride.' You breathe beauty into these worded thoughts~ What breathless inking of your heart thinking~ *sigh* *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
sigh.... just sigh... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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