A World of Her Own

Just a little ditty.

A World of Her Own

Her hair smelled like the Wyoming sunshine

He asked her where she'd been

Through her new found lover's aura

She whispered, "just out"

He hung his head in deep despair

Wondering what kind of man could let her go

She placed her hand on the back of his neck

She whispered, "we're fine"

She took him ever so lightly

To a place behind the alfalfa fields,

Next to the cottonwood stump

Beneath the lilac bush

There, in the hollow of a furled elm leaf

Existed an entire world, albeit small

Everything a world should have, existed there

And primarily love

She smiled at him and held his hand

And watched as the world, her world, ebbed and flowed

And then, when it was time to go

She whispered, "pure joy"

The next week after the last of the cameras had left

The little world was dead and gone

Crushed beneath the big worlds prying eyes, he invited

She whispered, "I'll die"

There are places in this world 

That exist for the hearts of the worthy

There are places in this world

That are not meant for you

Author's Note

thanks.

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

I've read this poem before, and it kind of leaves me at a loss for words (probably why I haven't reviewed it before). There are so many layers of meaning, within the words and within the emotions, that I'm reeling by the end. I wonder if this woman has perfected the art of loving two men at the same time, albeit in different ways and in different spaces; and I wonder at the exposure at the end of the perfect place for lovers, and things intended to be secret being displayed to the world's prying eyes... Then the final cryptic stanza.

I would love to know where this idea came from; there's sure to be a story behind it.

[luciddreamer]

This was beautiful...eerie, honestly, beautiful....

Peace
Robin

[melissa]

wonderful. you have such a way with words:)

[Tim Lion]

Yes. Powerful and poetic. A story told, a statement made, questions planted....Really amazing.

[E. A. Fielder]

This is why I feel like some male poets are better than female. Male poets have such a way of using imagery to create the emotion while women tend to put the emotion in cryptic writing.
"She took him ever so lightly
To a place behind the alfalfa fields,
Next to the cottonwood stump
Beneath the lilac bush

There, in the hollow of a furled elm leaf
Existed an entire world, albeit small
Everything a world should have, existed there
And primarily love

She smiled at him and held his hand
And watched as the world, her world, ebbed and flowed
And then, when it was time to go"
It was as if they were Adam and Eve in their own Garden of Eden.

[Doreen]

Why do you do this to me, Crowley. You and EH are going to have me taking stock in Kleenex. Your writing is absolutely fabulous. This one made me cry. But you knew it would, didn't you. You know the power you have with words. Yup, you sure do.

[Emily B]

I guess you know a thing or two about places . . .

[FlawedByDesign]

I don't know why, but this piece made me think of the movie "Lady in the water". I know that's twice I refer to a movie, but maybe it's your fault for putting such writing out there - lol - :P

All of us live in a world of our own and very often we make the mistake of letting people in, just to get hurt in the process. Some things worth keeping for our eyes only.

This "kind of" reminds me off a piece I wrote few months ago title "FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE"

Nicely done.

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Interesting write in which there was great descriptiveness and expressiveness.. Glad that I got to read your work..Thanks for stopping by, reading,and commenting on my work..Sunflower

[c.m.]

This is lovely....it has a very melancholy vibe, but it's wonderful. I read it quite a few times...lovely.