Is it Foolish...

     

 

Is it foolish to think

he should think of me?

             

as a pale moon sits idle in the sky

as if to haunt the lonely dream

of a kiss half remembered

 

Should I sing or sigh or cry

as all the pretty pleasures of those days of sweetness vanish

like ashes on the wind

leaving me once again undone

soiled

from a touch forever fading

 

Or shall I wait…grasping at dawn in pink and white linen

as ribbons of hope weave sunbeams

through the daisies in the window box

meticulously stripped of lacy white petals

                              "He loves me, he loves me not…"

now only an echo that really has no place in a lonely dream

 

And when she spreads her hair upon his pillow

is it foolish to think...

                                                            he should think of me?

 

Author's Note

art by Steve Hanks

Reviews

[Diana]

I adore this piece. I think almost anyone can relate to this...

"And when she spreads her hair upon his pillow
is it foolish to think...
he should think of me?"- The sad tones of wistful longing really came through. Probably my favorite piece from you so far...

[MsJewel]

Thank you Diana. I hope you're enjoying a beautiful weekend. :) Julie

[Frieda P]

How foolish we are as women when it comes to our heartstrings, this tells that tale so elegantly Julie, even your bittersweet poetry is so polished and gracefully written.

[MsJewel]

Thank you Frieda! :) Julie

[TL Boehm]

this is lovely yet plaintive - melancholy - and the ache of loss is palpable. You've captured that feeling so well - losing someone who once loved you - to someone else and wondering if you cross that person's mind as that person crosses yours. To be so immersed in a relationship - when it dies a part of you dies with it - just a little. I found this relevant - as I am one of those who struggles to "let go fully"

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your lovely comment on my poetry today. I appreciate you and your friendship. :) Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

The questions so many women ask themselves.....will he still be kissing my lips in his dreams even as he kisses hers in reality? So much regret and longing in this one. "a kiss half remembered" such a gloriously bittersweet line, Julie! Great writing. Lydi**

[MsJewel]

Thank you for supporting my poetry Lydi. I appreciate you! :) Julie

[Angi]

This poem first made me sad and then it made me mad, Julie! The man here in this piece is a fool. Angi~

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your wonderful comment! :) Julie

[Jack...]

Beautiful Julie but sad. A heavy sigh from me on this poem. Just sitting here thinking...

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your very kind comment Jack. I hope you're enjoying a beautiful day! :) Julie

[Dr. Wood ?]

wonderfully written, as per usual.....I expect nothing less from your eloquent pen

[MsJewel]

Thank you Doc! :) Julie

[Trace]

The brilliance of this poem manifests itself with the lingering question of the other woman.
She now shares his bed but does he still think of you..... He loves me he loves me not daisies all stripped of their petals looking for the answers. My God woman you are an incredible talent. This is now my very favorite of your poems. Love the picture. L.y.t. Trace

[MsJewel]

Thank you for the picure Trace and the lovely review. You're the best. Hugs, Julie

[adreamer]

WOW you have a very beautiful sensual side of you expressing a deep longing for someone it was express so beautifully. If you keep showing images like that one I might like taking cold shower? I might be up all night thinking about this one where did I put those sleeping pill. :) Larry

[MsJewel]

LOL! Thank you my sweet friend. Hugs, Julie

[Pryde Foltz]

And when she spreads her hair upon his pillow
is it foolish to think
he should think of me?

Well, I felt those lines. A very poignant write, Julie. One of your best I think.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for the wonderful comment Pryde. I hope you're enjoying a beautiful day! :) Julie