'We have an urge to caress on soft earth
on a hillside beneath a willow tree
though the clouds grow into large billows of fluffy gray
we delay, in suspect that our passion
may be put on hold'
The freedom of love, to be, to share - trembles in your thoughts and - spreads like a tsunami, dear poet!
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Thank you so much sweet EM, a fine review and I always appreciate your kind words
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What a bloomin delight .. your words, as they appear here, leave the combined aftertastes of both absolute freedom & controlled anticipation behind .. very warmly indeed, Neville
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Thank you my friend, a “wow” review, your kindness weaves its way through this write
Warm.. read moreThank you my friend, a “wow” review, your kindness weaves its way through this write
Warmly, B🌷
Give Old Sol a break, B. He may be something of a voyeur, but this time of year people are slathering themselves with lotion to make it look like he's had his eye on them.
How sad that the weather ruined both a beautiful picnic and some afternoon delight also, but there is a sense of acceptance of what is, rather than a frustration for what is not. Finely penned, with a lovely visual connection between the couple and Mother Nature. Excellent use of imagery and word choice. A very charming write! Thank you for sharing, Betty...
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
An excellent review, very thoughtful; thank you so much🌷
Warmly, B
finding the perfect place in the perfect moment only to have clouds come and dampen the ardour, very frustrating but naked in the rain sounds very appealing also :))
Posted 8 Months Ago
8 Months Ago
Yes it does Stella; thank you for a thoughtful review
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Warmly, B
The poem captures the tension and passion of a clandestine romance, highlighting the risks and rewards of forbidden love.
The use of personification, as seen in "Clouds reassure us" and "time to breathe in scents," adds a sense of intimacy and connection between the characters and their environment.
My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..