It was on that hill Sunlight crashing down Cruelly unhinged While the rest of the bay Bathed in summer Blissfully unaware, sun-kissed All sorrows tucked away
Characters of Hemingway Swimming around in my mind Every Memory, every laugh Like knives to the heart
Could words be haunting, When carelessly spoken? Could tongues catch flame like paper, Their actions come undone?
I sat lethargic, motionless While water transformed to beaming silver Frozen in time
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If I could spell it better then you, I would, but honestly, an amazing piece this is...I felt myself at Spain again through your words.
Yet there is sorrow, and pain, only a true poet can bring, in a halfway switch... I felt winter through your summer brain... Just brilliant and lovingly seasonal...
From start to finish, the imagery in this is just beautiful!
Particularly loved it here at the end -
"While water transformed to beaming silver
Frozen in time"
Daniel, this poem describes the way of it sometimes. I have a hard time defining why I am not always in the moment. The stuff going on inside is sometimes so much more in your face. The sunshine cruelly unhinged and then the question about the tongue flashburning like paper are fantastic images. I saw the shift from hot sun-kissed summer to frozen in time so clearly. It just feels hopeless in the end. Nicely written. Angi~
Beautiful places you took me with your words. I like the description of the location and the thoughts. Good to freeze the good days and nights into our memories. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
Posted 11 Years Ago
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If I could spell it better then you, I would, but honestly, an amazing piece this is...I felt myself at Spain again through your words.
Yet there is sorrow, and pain, only a true poet can bring, in a halfway switch... I felt winter through your summer brain... Just brilliant and lovingly seasonal...