There is a naked indecency
to the rain slicked night
cobblestones glisten
with a regalia
of unanswered questions
wispy clouds so terribly
fickle
flit from star to star
Draped in street lamp illumination
she watches the scene
remembering paths traveled
in the name of love paths now wearing the
misty raiment of love’s tears
But just as Aphrodite rose
from the white foam of the raging sea she too would rise
indeed, she would
answer all the questions
while walking on a path
of wild rose petals
never again feeling the sting
of the thorny briers
hidden there
I read this poem, not once but many times and gaining a different sense each time. Sometimes there was as sense of giving up and walking out into a rain of hopelessness. Yet again, I sensed the sense of the Phoenix, a soft arising. I do like your style, the short and penetrating style which I could never gain.
Thank you for allowing the read...Ron.
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Ron, your comments are just wonderful. Yes, I do try to "keep it pithy" as a college professor of m.. read moreRon, your comments are just wonderful. Yes, I do try to "keep it pithy" as a college professor of mine used to say. I appreciate your comments. Lydi**
A broken love can have cataclysmic consequences, some struggle to come to terms with it, though happy to report this person arose like a phoenix from the ashes drawing solace from experience so learned!
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Experience is a great teacher, no doubt! Thank you very much, Tom. Lydi**
"indeed, she would
answer all the questions
while walking on a path
of wild rose petals
never again feeling the sting
of the thorny briers
hidden there"~ Lydi, there is pure strength in the power of healing... the pain from thorns awash...
You have written a timeless, Elegant piece... beautifully depicted!~xoxo~
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Thank you very much, Robbie. Love the new icon! Lydi**
11 Years Ago
It's my pleasure, sweet Woman!..and thank you.. ~xoxo~:)
you are amazing Lydi, taking a rain soaked cobble stoned street and bringing us from there to the rising of "Aphrodite" (or a young woman) out of the storm and onto the "path of wild rose petals never again feeling the sting of the thorny briars..." your musings make life livable Lydi.. ~~~redzone
ps... "There is a naked indecency
to the rain slicked night.." I loved these lines Lydi they set the tone (straight out of the picture you used)...
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The picture definitely helped write this one.....I got lost in it. Well, I am lost a lot of the tim.. read moreThe picture definitely helped write this one.....I got lost in it. Well, I am lost a lot of the time anyway, but that is another story! :) Thanks for the wonderful comments, Curt. Lydi**
I see a theme Lydi...
I like the continuation of purpose. If we just keep moving will can survive this wilderness...
Now I must ask, If Aphrodite is the goddess of love then what will the personification be of this goddess when she walks among the mortals once again? Will she indeed not feel the thorns or will she in fact feel them ever and with each step? Will she be the goddess of perseverance? Will she know how to empathize and feel the penetrations of others tender soles/souls?
It matters little, because what will be will be. I think the world will be a better place when she walks there again.
Lovely...
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You ask very good questions in your comments....ones to ponder. I do think Aprodite will walk among.. read moreYou ask very good questions in your comments....ones to ponder. I do think Aprodite will walk among us again...and perhaps is walking among us now in the form of not just one, but many women. Thank you for taking the time to read my words and to leave such a detailed comment. Lydi**