Next Season

When we lose the one we love we often feel as if love will never enter our lives again....but eventually we find love or it finds us....

Next Season

Love wanders in for a season
leaving the traces
of the wind
upon our face

Sweet scents linger in the air
then they're gone
and all we're left with
is the memory

Until...next season


a poem by
Lisa Victoria
2006

Reviews

[Katho28]

wow.... this leaves a nice feeling... and I can almost feel the breeze blowing against my cheeks... the imagery you've developed in this poem is brilliant. really enjoyed :) and good to see the positive ending :)) Having felt already that true love is so hard to find (maybe impossible, at times), reading this poem gives me hope that perhaps one day, the "one" will come along. thank you for sharing this beautiful poem :)

[Lisa Victoria]

Thank you Kath for your kind review...
Glad you enjoyed:)

Lisa

[Douglas White]

This is a well thought out piece. What I really like about this is that it is focused upon the more positive aspects of love and loss, without becoming cloyingly sappy. It has a good strong meaning, good visuals, and says what needs to be said without resorting to what I call "Hallmark Filler" - meaningless words that are only there to take up space.

Very well written, Lisa. And a well placed positive sentiment.

[Lisa Victoria]

Thank you, I love what you said "Hallmark Fillers", never heard of that saying...funny, but true. Thanks for the positive review:)
Lisa

[L.M.Warde]

Very Nice, I like this. Short but very sweetly done, I tried to think of a better way to put it, but you left me speechless and lost in thought. Something few people can do. Well done!

[Lisa Victoria]

Thank you for the kind review L.M.:)

[Dr. Wood ?]

yeah, I like this one....never give up hope...it's very positive

[Lisa Victoria]

Thank you Doc, your very kind:)