Very mesmerizing word crafting! I love the many beach references I'd forgotten all about since my last sandy days. The following stanza really stuns, a comparison so unexpected & true: "we love in sunburned fashioned . . . too fast, too intense . . . " it always amazes me the way you string together some random stars & craft it into a coherent pattern of sparkles! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
you are so clever, and i love your metaphorical language which can often be read several ways and so leaves the reader wondering if their interpretation is as you meant it to be.
Of course love is so intense , like the heat of the midday sun , and then it cools into a more temperate affection...well usually it does;n sometimes we are so absorbed we just burn out :(
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
what my poems always mean is what the readers see....that makes me smile...
thank you Stella... read morewhat my poems always mean is what the readers see....that makes me smile...
thank you Stella...
j.
7 Years Ago
someone told me when i first started writing that once you share your poem it becomes what the reade.. read moresomeone told me when i first started writing that once you share your poem it becomes what the reader interprets it as... so yes you are right :)
we love in sunburned fashioned
too fast, too intense.. made me smile....so true...like a sunburn...
I kind of feel I can relate to your words ......so often I find myself in such places too...guess that's what happens when you love like this....
There can't be moderation in love....if we have control over it then it can't be love...
I heard this dialogue in a movie...we need a love that drives you crazy...Heheh...most of the time it manages to...but only issue is picking up after it's gone...wishing we had apply sun block before we got sunburn.... :))
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
thank you for sharing how you related to this piece....
j.
A story of too much, too soon. Especially liked this line, "we love in sunburned fashioned too fast, too intense". Attraction like that is like spontaneous combustion...nothing compares, but it really does not last long. Good one, Jacob. Lydi**
This feels like the automation of life.
We wind up in the morning and we're off.
Everything gets done, neat and efficient.
The sad thing is, we know we're doing it, but we're just too powerless to stop.
Reflection is today's byword.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
yes, neat and efficient, but with how much feeling? thank you for your insightful words, Paul. read moreyes, neat and efficient, but with how much feeling? thank you for your insightful words, Paul.
j.
grains of it indeed - it was just yesterday how I was thinking we humans are becoming more and more fractured hanging on the pendulum called 'the big scheme of things' every day it all becomes a little more distorted - thankfully we do have the constant of underlying love, if only everyone get the key to access it.
this was a whirlwind from tiny specks on the beach to the grandiose everywhen - epic and powerful - cheers for this one Jacob X
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
PS - I am such a fan of Cat Stevens X
7 Years Ago
yes, if only...thank you for your words, KWP...
j.
As I read through your excellent composition, this quote was brought to mind: ‘Life's Tragedy is that we get old too soon and wise too late.’ – Benjamin Franklin.
The sentiments reflected within your poetic text certainly highlight this very nicely! Kudos my friend.. :-)
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
thank you, Phill..yes, i believe Benjamin was absolutely right.
j.
So very beautiful and true- good things come to those who are patient believe and have faith - love is to be nurtured and cherished- like a new flower blooming anew s fresh- lust does not last but true love does forever- wonderful words🌹🌹
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..