interstellar love affairs

interstellar love affairs

A Poem by paul

and now for the real purpose of the muse
to stand with me
for against
walls
and vast open spaces
to stand
like love
at the place
where the sun mingles
with the flowers

© 2010 paul


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The title brought me in... Did it mislead me, or did I, in trying to think too hard about this poem, misunderstand? Either way, the title is beautiful (for I live with my head, not in the clouds, but in the stars), and the poem itself is...calming. Where the sun mingles with the flowers... That has to be one of the single and most simplistically beautiful lines I've ever had the pleasure of reading, Sir. Very well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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How did I ever miss this one? "for against walls" 4 walls...intentional play on words? Knowing you, yes. "to stand like love" in the place of it - a reminder- a ghost, of sorts. This is lovely and the voice haunted. Another favorite.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yes, to see grace and truth in the ordinary, to create a buffer against the worst has to dish out. Yes, yes, yes. You nailed it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice beautiful your poems inspire people.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I have to agree with Jenniewren. Gorgeous is the right word to describe the last five lines.

However, to be honest and constructively critical, the first five don't work so well. They are not the prelude to the last five lines that they deserve. I can almost "see" your mind forming those concluding lines as you work your way through the beginning of the poem setting the stage, as it were, for the last five.

The poem reads like the opening scene of good tear jerker movie. You know, an out of focus, long pan downward (the first five lines) resolving into a clear romantic moment (the last five) where the sun mingles with the flowers.

Might I suggest, a bit brazenly, that you take those last five lines and do more with them? Use them as the basis for some truly inspired emotional imagery.

Nice Write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I think this is gorgeous..such a lovely lovely piece.All you aspire is to stretch out into spaces which are vast and not limiting...and you wish someone by your side to realize the same...

Posted 14 Years Ago


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The title brought me in... Did it mislead me, or did I, in trying to think too hard about this poem, misunderstand? Either way, the title is beautiful (for I live with my head, not in the clouds, but in the stars), and the poem itself is...calming. Where the sun mingles with the flowers... That has to be one of the single and most simplistically beautiful lines I've ever had the pleasure of reading, Sir. Very well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the lyric and pastoral poems had their place, the rhymes of Emerson and Longfellow had their place, too . . . but the brief and concise and full of wonder, those are the poems I lose my heart to

Posted 14 Years Ago


i am such a huge fan of using less in a poem.. and this perfectly illustrates why.

those last 5 lines are gorgeous

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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. you know too much ... you see too much ... you learn too fast ... and it's just magical ... all the way ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

beautiful...your words are inspired...

Posted 14 Years Ago


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