Images Of Romance

Blue skies for dreaming and loving and longing

Riding in the sunshine, the breeze through your hair

Watercolour picnic in an oak tree shade

Cool white sheets on a bird-sung morning

Trailing hands through a cornfield in a bright summer dress

The echo of music that’s blown on the wind

White-wine-island sands and a table by the shore

The rippling hush of a warm midnight tide

Fresh clean air on fresh strawberry skin

Fairies blown from a dandelion

Wishes plucked on a daisy

Everything is beautiful

Everything and everyone

The world is perfection

And God is in His heaven

“He loves me - He loves me not - He loves me”

Moments of beauty are ideals and memories

Images of romance all rushed into one

Kaleidoscopic, mosaic, heroic, generic

Honeymoon feelings before you’ve begun

And then there are none

Take one last look around the house before you go

The set for the end was the same for beginning

Another suitcase in the hall and empty rooms

The soul is a home for transient happy lodgers

Their time is a picture you once hung on a wall

Memories are a ghost that nobody sees

“Just look at the time - is it really so late?”

Close the door, through the garden, and the gate to the street

Where a middle-aged girl in an echo of youth

Rides through the sunshine, the breeze in her hair

In her wake are the heartbreaks and joys of her life

Once daughter, once wife, thrice lover, twice mother, 

Cracks in the heart bled cement on her soul

But it’s all just water under the burning bridge

In blue skies she’s dreaming and loving, belonging

Oak tree leaves rustle and the birds are singing

One beautiful day can forget about the others

Yesterday’s a wish from a dandelion blown

Tomorrow’s a petal-less daisy

In a moment’s inspiration the world is perfection

There’s a God and a heaven

I almost forgot

“He loves me - He loves me - He loves me not”

Reviews

[Crowley]

I almost thought this was going to be a full fledged love poem...then I scrolled down and wham! There he is! So glad to see you back from the monestary with the awesome words that are so recognizable as the "Masters" words. Cutting and yet delicate to ones sensibilities in that the social comment is a real one unfortunately. Me the sucker for romance, you sucked in on accasion by romance and your writing......the reality of romance. Keep it up suckah....overwhelmed to see you back.

[Abandoned_Night_Dreamer]

Wow that is absolutely amazing! I love it, so many emotions wound up into one poem! You were very detailed and I loved the cliche imagery, it gives your poetry that victorian feeling. Very nice work!

[Devons]

Thank you very much. Apologies for the delayed response but I have been unable to visit the site in a while. Your appreciation is appreciated!

[Taylor H.]

I really enjoyed this. I dont feel write reviewing poems since its how the writer feels about it and what their intentions are that matter. I really enjoyed this piece though and thought you did a wonderful job writing it.

[Dina Darling]

Visually stunning and beautiful!!!!!!

[Poetic Beauty]

The details are clear and this makes you think...umm should I stay or should I go. I love the contrast between the two major stanzas yet they have similarities. Memories are truly ghost that haunt us. Ones that no one can see. This is creative and unique.

[Larry Dyson]

love the allusions and picturesque analogies you make..
Yesterday’s a wish from a dandelion blown
Tomorrow’s a petal-less daisy
In a moment’s inspiration the world is perfection
There’s a God and a heaven
I almost forgot
“He loves me - He loves me - He loves me not”

[Ruth]

Devons..I have missed tracing your thoughts lol This is so beautifully voiced! Such balance here, an amazing journey!
xx

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

For me the essence of this poem lies here tucked in these lines towards the end :

One beautiful day can forget about the others
Yesterday’s a wish from a dandelion blown
Tomorrow’s a petal-less daisy
In a moment’s inspiration the world is perfection..

You capture so much in that one line when you say 'In a moment’s inspiration the world is perfection'..
How everything comes to limit itself to a single moment..In the rush of emotions sucking up the present seconds of your life,you are,either this or that.Sorrow or happiness comes to be gauged by what we are facing just now.Past fades away in the cloud that hangs over us now and future seems too elusive.

'In blue skies she’s dreaming and loving, belonging'..The sense of belonging stems from the mind and that is where it should be..free from the changes we face every now and then.
When you start the poem is breezy and light.You paint a colourful,romantic picture there but towards the end you have penned lines which have more impact due to the feeling of lingering melancholia in them.

'The soul is a home for transient happy lodgers'

'Cracks in the heart bled cement on her soul'

Inspiring as always.

[Truly Ross-Wisehart]

Such the cynic, dear friend. Of course I knew that the end would not be as the beginning lest you were taken away and replaced by an alien.

I love the imagery, yes on both sides. It rings true, all of it, and THAT is what makes your writing so very special.

~~Moments of beauty are ideals and memories
Images of romance all rushed into one
Kaleidoscopic, mosaic, heroic, generic...~~

Were I to be honest, this is exactly what they would look like...were I brave enough to look.

Excellent!

~True xo

[emmajoy]

There's both incredible beauty and sadness in this, tis written so finely, so delicately from start to finish. I gasped at its ending, not entirely sure of its meaning but knew there's an overwhelming farewell. Superb