Turning Every Stone

You sought me out. Looking for every hidden jewel.
Yes, in the garden of my heart you lived, turning over every little stone.
Our love complete lacking nothing but you, my love.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A fitting poem for Valentine's day. Softly written in sadness and anticipation.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie… a most romantic and melancholy poem as though you were in a Church Garden where Angels Pray, especially for you… I see the Statues that embrace the loneliness of loss… leaving bread crumbs for the Birds that keep in touch… my friend… Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Love need perfect timing dear Cherrie. Need two people wanting the same things an being in the right place. I did like the dance my dear friend. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[emmajoygreen]

Blessings and thoughts. Your words, although brief, offer amazing and all-loving inspiration, Cherrie. Seems you and your darling were, always will be, close and somehow confident enough, to talk about everything - whether obvious or hidden. That is what should happen; not overly archaic advice from by-standers or books that teach you how. You, dear one, are - a complete person: a wonderful human being. ' You sought me out. Looking for every hidden jewel.'

[Cherrie Palmer]

The one thing we both wanted was for the other person to have no doubts about the others love. Which has given me strength.
Your review was so very gracious. Thank you Emma.

[emmajoygreen]

You know how I feel - perhaps more than anyone in here.

[red93]

Beautiful Piece Cherrie. I found it full of Hope and Faith. Good wishes @ Christmas 2023 ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Davidgeo]

I might be off on your meaning but to me this writing reminds me of the timeless quote "Oh my friends! There is no friend" But with love.

The real author of that quote is unknown, it's one of the oldest in civilization. They say Aristotle used to say it to all his fans before he would speak, as a way of mocking superficial attachments. But I guess it goes back further than that. The Sumerians had a version of it 10 thousand years ago. I think humans have always known, if you find too much of something... you might lose entirely the essence of what it was. Human culture works better in small groups, large groups augment inherently neurotic superficial behavior (social media, ad revenue model).

Sorry. I didn't mean to get this into it... I always do to many drugs around the holidays. It makes me crazy.

Good poem though... you've got good mojo.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you David. I always enjoy seeing your spin on things.
Often times writers create from a deep emotion that is very specific to the writer. But the conveyance of that thought blooms into the sea as the reader makes it his own.

[Cherrie Palmer]

And as far as the deep hidden meaning. I don't guess there is one. My husband and I talked about death from time to time and wanted there to be no questions of the others love and devotion. So, that on the day that death did come the one left behind. Could stand on that truth- that even in absence love remains.

[Davidgeo]

You and your husband are hardcore intimate. I'm a little younger but from what I understand, most people never "get around" to having that talk with their significant other at any point. You guys gotta a nice little thing going on there. It has made me sad to find out that pretty much all relationships are circumstantial and that kind of deep intimacy is far, far more rare than we thought it was when we were younger.

[Ken Simm.]

Such cynical beauty if that is not an oxymoron. Even if it is I still like this complete love poem for cynics.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Good morning Ken and I appreciate your take on this poem. Thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Seek and you will find, and he did. You were loved and cherished Cherrie. Your heart’s garden a beautiful place to reside. Both of you had something very special.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie… you are in my 💜 Heart as you know the Joy of being loved. Wishing you a Primrose path of enlightenment and beauty… my condolences… 💐 Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Pat. I appreciate your encouragement.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and that garden will find its place forever in your heart.
and the flowers will bloom eternally...each one of them.
j.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Jacob your review was just what I needed thank you.