within

not sure where this came from

 

He forgot the strength held in the soft bosom of superstition,

and Saturdays that became cloudy without promise of

awakening to scrambled eggs

 

and kisses...

 

He became movement in the trees, his entire body

trembling as if she walked over his grave

 

again and again...

 

She was different, and everyone knew magic

was her air...

 

waiting with swollen lips and traces of love

that could have been...

 

Never grounded, thoughts always somewhere

between Now and Never...

 

and Forever...

 

It was always him,

 

her one and only love letter not yet opened...

 

a glistening silver heritage making love to

a silhouette of tears...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Dani California]

"He became movement in the trees, his entire body
trembling as if she walked over his grave
again and again... "

Something about those lines just reached in and gently
ripped my heart out.

Once again, you've made a soft beautiful melody out of sadness,
taking your reader on a blissful tour of heartache. I don't know how
you do it A. I have yet to read another poet who can do that... your
reader still feels the effects of the sad and longing emotions that are
set forth in your work, yet you craft the words in such a way that
we willingly, and knowingly, walk the plank into heartbreak.

That is one of your artistry gifts I think... your poems mesmerize
your reader... somewhat blissfully carry them through it.. regardless
of content.. and then ever so gently... and lovingly... sink them.
(I hope it's understood that I mean that in a good way) :)

This is just beautiful my friend.. as always.

[.]

How haunting, you have a wonderful phrasing. beautifully crafted.

[Ladysue]

Your words read like an elegant and beautiful symphony, though sad. Wonderfully done...

[Tate Morgan]

Your words are truly inspiring

[Avocations of Amber]

Such a poweful poem of love and loss.........and a beautiful tale woven in here as well! The sensory details you've provided offer a very vivid perspective to the reader and the italicized lines only add more to the dramatic effects of your writing styles. I truly loved the line, "He became movement in the trees, his entire body trembling as if she walked over his grave......" What a breathtaking way to describe such a heartbreaking moment. Very nice job here.......

[Saki]

I love this. It's sad yet there is beauty and passion and never ending love...

[Ruth]

Sad tones that flourish with a beautiful glow! I love this friend! Poppy xx

[Wicahpi]

This is a joyous write, I thought, with an ambiance of sadness.
I enjoyed this little gem :)

[Michael X]

I feel this, and the ending, a silhouette of tears is hauntintg, the essense of this poem is magical and moonlight sonata and answers itself beautifully,
it is inspiring and brilliant.

[raining]

very nice poem. agree with Danielle. the words really convey something...a confident poem with some real meaning.

[Emily B]

oh, oh, oh . . . this is one of those pieces that you read a little breathless all the way through, because somewhere sometime you've known that one and only love

so many amazing lines in this, so many