The Earth is Still Warm

When I am not with you,
the earth is still warm
from hours that are seen no more.
I can feel the rhythm of yesterday
asking questions
when everything collects on the currents
of our own shadows.

I cast last night among the hills
where we were young and thoughtless
peered above the words
Standing
before my eyes.
Where butterflies lived inside a song
Waiting
for the world to sing.

Looking to tell a story
somehow different
from any
ever written down,
I began unlocking the mysteries of life.
I found that the beauty
of growing old
had kept its secrets well,
from my ears.

In the middle of the wonder
there must surely
lay a seed of hope in the meadows
where you and I saw fireflies
in the still of night.
Perhaps there,
we can still hear the echo
of its footsteps.

Eternity wanders through my mind
seeking praise
while the breath of truth
shows the world its strong arms.
Life awakens
to close the door on lessons learned
and yet, the earth
is still warm.

Reviews

[EMF]

love and loss ripple through this work with a slow pulse. Wonderfully alive and heartfelt. Itglows with life and love as it takes you to a different world. Unlike many poets, you don't hook and hold people in your world, but allow them to stay. Wonderful doesn't sum it up.

[realmwriter]

powerful and emotional write..!

[Mary C]

Excellent writing

[bookworm]

I can relate to this piece on a core level...our connections to the earth, our lovers, ourselves....always seeking confirmation within relationships and in our ties with our loved ones. You have such a delicate, beautiful fluidity to your prose...it just feels good.....

[Chelsea]

Wow. Thats all I can say about this. Your meter is irregular yet expertly planned, and the poem itself is read almost in a soft whisper. Beautiful work!(:

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Beautiful...I used to love to dig in the dirt as a kid...and no matter where I'd dig...I always found life of some sort...the earth is one great living thing...she has skin and blood and a heartbeat...when we connect to that...whether through love or romance or simply planting or plucking a flower...we reach back through time to touch our own heritage and trace our own roots. Love this poem...it's so soft and warm.

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you have surpassed yourself with this one..the feel is classical..with a touch of phrasing that is simply stunning..I think this is exquisite..a fav

[Desert Dreamer]

Lilfe is beautiful...this is an amazing poem.

[Rene Velez]

beautiful images and wise meanings, well done Neva...

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. I had to read a few times. Each set of lines took me on a good journey of life and understanding. Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

This was like dew, sweet and new. This replenished my thoughts and enlightened me so much. What beautiful imagery.