Saturday, 19 May 2018

The memory of her


Sunlight searches through slits in curtains
Shines upon my face that now wakes me up
I drifted up from my sleeps valley
Gone sweet abyss full of dreams of you

Your soft brown hands strumming the guitar
Sweet words now whispering in my ear
Rushing like a distant waterfall
That sweet tale so true I love to hear

Eager I let my eyes open wide
Searching signs of you to rouse awake
But some dark clouds now shield the bright sun
Patch the sky as they and I start to cry

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29 comments:

  1. Like the image of sunlight searching through slits in the curtain...

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  2. I particularly love this one, it's so gentle and beautiful. (And I like the guitar and the waterfall.)

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  3. This is beautifully raw and palpable, Robin 💞 I could feel every word and emotion. Especially love the idea of words "Rushing like a distant waterfall."💞

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  4. a bitter-sweet awakening - love especially how you " drifted up from my sleeps valley"

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  5. Heartache well described, Robin.

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  6. Luv the image of "searching sunlight"

    Much♥️love

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  7. It is a "gentle tale," of "sunlight searching."

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  8. I can feel this one....the memories, the reflections, the mourning.

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  9. The last stanza nearly broke my heart...

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  10. The dark clouds can so much make you remember... it can even glaze soot on a summer's day.

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  11. Oh the dreams and imagery are so romantic and touching Robin....as is the heartache! Beautifully expressed....

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  12. I can feel the remembering.....and the loss.....love the guitar and waterfall. A beauty, Robin.

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  13. Seamless use of the given words. Excellent !

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  14. A poignant memory of a loved one. You've done it so eloquently. ...it's beautiful.

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  15. Such a poignant write--Gentle in its sadness---

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  16. The final stanza is so sad, it touched my heart.
    So sad when sunlight clouds to rain...
    Anna :o]

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  17. A lovely, tender poem of painful loss and sweet memory. The feelings are palpable, an exquisite capture of grieving.

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  18. A waterfall of emotions, caught in the elements of dreams and life.

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  19. I like the gentle flow of your words. The sadness is palpable making me realize even sadness can evoke beauty.

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  20. Stunning ... wonderfully rendered ... beautiful images gently cascading through a tenderly sketched, poignant piece. This is poetry!

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  21. But some dark clouds now shield the bright sun
    Patch the sky as they and I start to cry

    There are times when good things are stifled in their progress

    Hank

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  22. oh, you captured the moment you realize it was a dream, and want to return to the dream

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  23. a gentle yet sad poem at the same time. you captured the loss in the poem very well.

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  24. A deeply-touching awakening, Robin. You've captured the feeling so well between
    'Sunlight searches through slits in curtains
    Shines upon my face that now wakes me up'
    and
    '...some dark clouds now shield the bright sun
    Patch the sky as they and I start to cry'.

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  25. Beautifully written, such a sweet poem about love and loss. Lovely imagery and memories.

    Thank you for visiting Magic of Words.

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  26. Even the heavens weep. Such a strong and true love.

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