Essence

Essence

She smelled, almost of sunlight,

of saffron, of rain,

of sacred temples and of cathedrals ..

Yet she tasted of blueberries,

of sake, Egyptian cotton and coffee

and so very many other things besides ..

Including those sacred, freshwater

rockpools, our forefathers

once used to hunt and to bathe in ..

And boy, she could move, like all those

wild animals could move, once painted

by them, in red clay on blue rock cave walls ..

Once she felt happy, like being wrapped

in summer, in winter before the feasting

began, amid the dancing and the downpours ..

She sounded back then, I imagine, like a

prayer, or a poem might sound, suspended in

amber and even today, I adore the essence of her ..

 

 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

adoration of a long ago high priestess perhaps which is still adored my at least one person. and still admired...imagined as to what her behaviors displayed....all of her traits are in his/her mind at the moment...speaking as if she was still alive....all the essences of her are in memory, fondly.....
Warmly, B

[Neville]

It seems I can't pull the woolly mammoth over your eyes Betty .. Many warm thanks indeed, Neville

[Betty Hermelee]

My pleasure Neville, always
Warmly B🌷🌷🌷🌷

[Ken Simm.]

'm glad you knew her as well. Perhaps better than me.

[Neville]

who knows, maybe ... cheers Ken n truly👍

[Pryde Foltz]

Oh my goodness ... this goood. I love your imagery choices; you take us time travelling and then swoop us back to the presence and leave us winsome. Loved.

[Neville]

My goodness, on waking up and reading such a lovely review, I swear I thought it was Christmas .. Bless you my friend .. Many thanks indeed and wishing you all good things, Neville

[Pryde Foltz]

You blessed us with this write:)

[Neville]

then I shall bloomin thank you again .. thank you again .. Neville

[Amy R]

This poem had me hooked just by the title. That first and third stanza made me reminisce about something in the past as well. I enjoyed this poem a little to much and written so very beautiful... ❤❤❤

Words like “sunlight,” “saffron,” and “sacred” create a warm, rich atmosphere, while contrasting elements like “blueberries” and “sake” suggest a diverse and complex identity.
Your choice of metaphors (e.g., comparing her sound to a prayer) conveys deeper meanings and emotions.
And the repetition of consonant sounds (e.g., "sacred temples" and "summer, in winter") adds a musical quality to the poem. You included many symbols reflecting back to rich history and tradition.

This poem inspired me to write something a little personal, I will definitely post it when I am finished.
THANK U for sharing..
-Amy

[Neville]

Thank you so very much for visiting my little scribble Amy, I am honoured you looked at it so closely & positively .. Indeed, I am humbled by your kindness & generosity .. Kindest regards and I look forward to reading some of your post and in particular the one you have so graciously hinted at .. Neville

[Amy R]

Hahah, it'll be posted soon.
You're welcome kindly.

[Neville]

.............. cool 🐧hope its hot🔥..

[Glenda]

Hi Neville, Your enthusiasm is so very clear within these verses...It makes the reader joyous with the author! The details! I could almost smell the blueberries, the Egyptian coffee and feel the cotton! I love when you expressed, "And boy, she could move, like all those wild animals could move" "wild" being the clue. You are enthralled with this female, as you end by saying, "I adore the essence of her" ..(Not many people can say that even of their present day mate.) Beautuful poetry. Thank you.

[Neville]

I don't think I have said it yet today, but honestly, you have helped to make mine just a little bit special .. thanks a ton my friend .. Kindest Regards and only the very best of all good things,

Yours a very grateful Neville

[Orphic Dreamer]

OH, the imagery in this poem is absolutely breathtaking! It warms the coggles of one's heart. It feels nostalgic to me, almost recollecting a heartwarming yet melancholic memory from the past.

[Neville]

and in response to your overwhelming kindness, I am near lost for words .. but compelled to convey my very sincere appreciation .. many thanks my friend .. kindest regards, Neville

[Chris Shaw]

You have captured her essence beautifully in such a delightfully creative way, painting with words wonderful imagery. This poem has such an ancient feel to it.

suspended in amber - now that is rather special

Right up there with your best Neville.

[Neville]

Thank you so much our Chris .. that means an awful lot to this old fella .. Neville

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your praise, respect and adulation are simply off the chart. Oh, and then there's the love, that infuses itself between the lines as we scroll down, further and further, to reveal the essence you so poetically speak of. What a lovely portrait you've painted with a syntax of words, Nev. So lovely!

[Neville]

To quote L'Oréal .. Becuz I do believe she was worth it ..

Cheers Kelly I am chuffed to bits Neville 🍷

[John the Baptist]

Anyone who tastes of sake and Egyptian cotton has to be very special. Those qualities just aren't found in everybody.

[Neville]

I reckon she went on to become a mummy ..

[Gee]

I've met a few that tasted like fish and a tramps underwear, usually gone 2 in the morning when drink paints all pretty :)

[Neville]

we want to know what did you do with the chips 🐧🐟🐟🐧

[Lorry]

Well Nev, I was going to my bed just before I read this and now I wish I'd kept it until breakfast time!
Your last lines smash it, as I think of wordless poems captured in smber, for crazy scientists to discover in the future and bring them back to life to run amok on an island and, no hold on... that's jurassic Park, isn't it!
😃

[Neville]

Maybe back to the future or summat .. 🦕🦖🐧

[Lorry]

😃 😊 😀 😄 😁