ophelia

One of my very few works which is not based on real life. At least, that's my thinking. Dedicated to Darkgurl.

From early afternoon, I stood upon the sacred earth

where first we'd met, so many hidden moons ago.

The warm breeze carried slightest taste

of sea foam to my lips

as my eyes searched out horizons for us

to someday share.

 

From twilight's silent stealth approach,

the air then slowly cooling

I shifted in my solitary

sandalled apprehension,

waiting and watching and hoping and longing

shadows came to greet me and to

whisper words of solace.

And yet she had not come.

 

BY midnight's moon, I turned to leave

alone as when I'd first arrived.

Where could she be? This hour late,

my leaden heart within me sank

and hope and dreams flew off on

tattered sails.

 

How could I know - how could I know?

She waited for me, far below,

her Spring white dress in billows spreading ,

her soft black hair caressed by waves,

the rocky shore now stained magenta

stained with smears of hope and love.

 

all my future years and moments

dashed upon the shores of grief.

Had I but known this very night,

I would have joined her sooner, yet

the ticket to our last reunion

rests cold weight in my right hand.

 

 

 

Reviews

[fireblossom]

Wonderful Julian. Well crafted and mystical in tone.

How could I know - how could I know?
She waited for me, far below,
her Spring white dress in billows spreading ,
her soft black hair caressed by waves,
the rocky shore now stained magenta
stained with smears of hope and love.

Brilliant vision.

[[untitled]]

MASTER Julian. How divine this is. I love that within this classic style and rhyme you also add "punch" and surprise" in the last line. For me this was classic Julian with it's elements of beauty, love, sadness [a touch of darkness] and wonderfully romantic tones. Beautiful.

[darkgurl]

So very touching and ever so beautiful, such a longing in this write. This is beautiful.

[faith h.]

I read this earlier, and went away to contemplate and wipe tears. Julian, you know I am an old softie
and my favorite theme is unrequited love, (personal, you know!) and this poem grabbed my heart and wouldn't let go. You have such a brilliant way with rhythm and metaphor. I will keep this piece close to my heart.