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27 Comments:
Gorgeous!
An ode to love lost. Or is it love found?
Tight little poem - no waste.
And where is the road to the heart?
Beautiful, L.L.
The longings grip us long after the path of that romance has passed us by - for the memories of that seaside beauty, they are eternal. Sweet little piece for loves lost.
Absolutely great... simple and yet so ful of words read between the lines
truly lovely...this line really wrapped around my heart: "and we have
lost our sun umbrella"...sometimes it is hard to love without the drama...funny how that happen in some relationships.
ah lovely...i think you should go...and hopefully they will come...
lovely small poem, expressive one with full of emotions
lovely small poem, expressive one with full of emotions
Gorgeous, I read this three times, so honest in its simplicity. One I will take with me after oneshot I think x
I thought perhaps it was about love lost within a relationship. Lovely.
Favorite part:"these words that whisper, wanting."
a bit of poignancy that isn't quite grasped ...
My dear, I think this is my favoritest of yours yet. Yes. Do you know Regina Spektor's song, "Come and open up your folding chair next to me. My feet are buried in the sand, and there's a breeze. There's a shadow. I can't see your eyes. And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies." It goes on, and somehow reminds me of your wanting, umbrella-less, shut off from sea.
Hi L L ...
I enjoyed your verse so much.. its so beautiful...
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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As Maureen said...Gorgeous! I love this alliterative creation:
nor these words that whisper,
wanting
Excellent circle of feeling.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. I loved the alliteration in the final lines.
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Ooohhh...the lovely things this stirs in one's heart!
My fav.
-Chloe
i don't think that we ever lose the wanting
even though the season has the road closed
there is always the trail of thought
that leads to the heart
So beautiful and sad in its yearning. The title and photo add to its weight and create a pensive, lingering mood.
Violet
(http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com)
a wonderful poem of standing at the edge of the sea. OF the woman being fully enveloped by the land, sea and sky. On waiting to grasp the beauty and yet standing in respect of the majesty of nature and of God.
>>no one cares about
the rain, nor the lost umbrella<<
really Amazing...!
Ooohh.. lovely!
What a place to be!! That road... ever mystical... with its own little pavement (made of some little craving)..
Very beautifully pictured, my friend..
So beautiful, wisely done. Short but sharp. Love it!
Still learning.
When did your hair get so long??
Cheryl, that is my sweet daughter. :)
Oh Wow!
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