NOSTALGIA

Looking inward and behind.

NOSTALGIA

I tried to write a poem
Because my love she asked me too
She said , "my love, please write for me"
"You say such pretty things
And when we pass from this sweet life
Your thoughts nostalgia brings"

Suddenly her fragrance fills me
Like she is in the room
I close my eyes and flowers bloom
Like photo`s in the air
My sweet fair love reclining now
Like nostalgia , but she is there

Shaking cobwebs from my brain
The mist of coming rain
Morning dew from a lowly branch
Fluttering wings of dove
You live in these and other things
My angel from above

How to make you understand
That life without you would end
You are my sweet eternal love
Our tenderness in all travail
With the certainty of a river`s bend
You rise before me frail

I hope you understand my Sweet
Mere words cannot replace
The warmth we hold so dear
The veils of heaven and the corridors
Of hell will never make this clear
I`m you`re canvas and you`re my lace

---- Eagle Cruagh

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Such a sweet piece. I have felt this way before. Trying desperately to put into words the pure and true emotion of love, and rarely does it come off the way that I intended. I've written for many loves, but I don't think that many of them really understood what I was trying to say. This is a familiar piece to me; dear to my soul. Nicely written.

Second line "too" should be "to"?

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that s very touchy. all words try keep calm even they speak up about break up. very nicely writen . i enjoy. have nice evening

[Holly Mason]

I didn't know you had this in you...interesting
truly lovely ...she is lucky in lace
thank you for sharing

[Rogue]

-smile-

I am just going to have to go digging through your writing now.

[WhiteWillow]

You found your words looking inward, and behind. But behind matters not, for it is inward, in the present, where loves resides eternally. A beautiful and touching piece.

[Brittany]

Sadly romantic, full of thought and love. Engaging and easy to read, words flow beautifully. Your heart is felt here and its a thing of beauty.

[BLBrown]

Very sweet and sad. Don't change a thing.

[Mockingbird]

so like a 19th century romantic poem. this poem is the poem written for her. it's funny writing a poem about having to write a poem because your love asked you to. i think this is a pretty poem and it's perfect just the way it is.

[Clarisse Nanoit]

"How to make you understand
That life without you would end" ------> I had a bit of trouble with this, particularly the way you ended the second line... it feels a bit forced. I don't have a suggestion for fixing it, though. I could be wrong, too, though--perhaps that's precisely what you meant to say. This is very sweet! I can relate, because my boyfriend is a writer, and I constantly pester him to write something for me, but he can't. haha. He quotes one of his favorite songs to me and says happiness writes white. I like your reference, though, to photos in the air. Just a grammar pick: "I'm your canvas and you're my lace."
KH