Within Forms of Silent Time

In the blossoming winds of life we are scattered
Within forms of silent time
On all those nights where love
Is more than flesh that holds our will
And the foundation we build
Is yours and mine

Defeat is a precarious lantern who’s light
Is bitterly bright and unfair
Yet nothing can spring from rivers
That I call mine that could ever
Make me forsake you
To go there

Discontent will never be mine to hold
As I know that you understand
These words I carve
From my heart
Because my spirit is at
Your command

You are the morning that quenches my thirst
My fragrance after the rain
Now how could I ever forget you
Or these sighs you have left
As here in my heart
They remain

Reviews

[Clay Feet]

In daylight will I realign my mind
And refine the lift in these lines
That tonight I do not see
For sadness keeps me

'Tis beauty seen in silence
Built on philosophers stone
More than flesh and bone
But tonight my soul doth moan

Moonlight bright on still waters
Beams fond memory of yesternights
Long lost a thousand years is but a day
Swallowed light in nights decay

Strong-willed smithstress heart in hand
Sings song of love to other than
One lone heart longing
On bleak silent shore

Drink thee fragrant spirit of morn
Taste again sweet rain remembered
'Twill not soothe my spirit sore
Till tomorrow my heart restore
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Your loving heart penetrates deeply.
Your transcendent thoughts
Wonderfully extend to your intended sphere.
Beautiful writing.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

The flow was pure and the whole piece brilliant!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A daring and emotionally staggered, well done Neva, good job.

[roy mccarthy]

beautiful write neva,
i love the last stanza!
another gem you have crafted here :)

[Ladysue]

What incredible descriptions...'you are the morning that quenches my thirst...' astoundingly beautiful...i love the soft eloquence of this piece...

[Solidad]

"Defeat is a precarious lantern who’s light
Is bitterly bright and unfair"

Now I stand in my own world of hurt. I never knew there was a way to describe what that felt like. You truly have out done yourself with this one. This is written from a known point of view. And I'm honestly speechless. J'adore

[Veronica Chandler]

"You are the morning that quenches my thirst my fragrance after the rain" evokes a smooth as silk and soft song in my heart. As usual Neva you take me to another place, so gently and full of grace. I will read your words where ever they lead for I find myself lifted away on a breeze. Divinely inspired work! I enjoyed every thoughtfully crafted line.

[☯]

A beautiful write. The passion and serenity flow amazingly. I especially like the lines:
"You are the morning that quenches my thirst
My fragrance after the rain"
Lovely imagery, and magical words.
Amazing write :)

[brenda]

^.^! this is so enhanceful and delightful i love all the lines in the poem this is really great!

[Audrey Howitt]

This is a poem to read again and again and to savor. "You are the morning that quenches my thirst." This is such a beautiful poem--so well written--captures the emotions brilliantly.

[Alicia Hirshey]

This is a great poem, I love the way you portray love and loss. This was wonderful.