Sunday, 20 January 2019

Waiting eternally


I look to the distant sea
Love the shingle on the beach
Sound of waves on pebbles
Sea moans as it breaks in surf
Hear seagulls calls of despair
As they circle in the air

 You once placed your hands in mine
I felt your warmth in this place
But you've gone from this wild world
Leaving me alone missing you
Walking miles through the pine trees
Sobbing, coming to my knees

 Do I repent loving you?
Love is precious won or lost
Theres a trace of you in my heart
That will not leave evermore
I feel your eyes that follow me
Wait; I'll wait eternally

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16 comments:

  1. Sumana Roy20 January 2019 at 02:25

    The longing touches so deeply. Beautiful.

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  2. Mary20 January 2019 at 05:08

    Ah, in love there is nothing to repent about, I don't think. Love just IS. This is a very beautiful poem of deep feeling.

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  3. Rommy20 January 2019 at 05:10

    I could not repent the joy it is to love, even knowing that the best of loves will always end in some kind of parting (including death).

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  4. Magaly Guerrero20 January 2019 at 05:54

    I'm always taken by the loving yearning that feeds your poetry. The nostalgia and the bittersweet scent of happiness that is now only memory touches the heart.

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  5. Sherry Blue Sky20 January 2019 at 07:35

    A doctor told me once that the depth of our grief honours the depth of our love for them. How wonderful to have had such a love. I love the line "you've gone from this wild world"....but not from your wild heart.

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  6. brudberg20 January 2019 at 08:42

    Oh this is so filled with longing, and I think it's a sorrow to treasure just for that longing.

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  7. Sanaa Rizvi20 January 2019 at 08:43

    The longing and ache is so palpable here.. sigh .. a most beautiful poem, Robin!💞

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  8. Truedessa20 January 2019 at 12:56

    How can one repent love? Love is love...

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  9. rallentanda20 January 2019 at 15:07

    The first stanza is a neautiful description of the sea with the calls of despair from the seagulls and the sound of the waves.

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  10. robtkistner20 January 2019 at 15:16

    Oh Old Egg, the ache and the love were visceral in this piece. So well written!

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  11. Wendy Bourke20 January 2019 at 17:31

    A beautiful poem with your question - asked - and answered, with wistful tenderness. Wonderfully written.

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  12. J Cosmo Newbery21 January 2019 at 00:48

    Drips longing and hope.

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  13. Colonialist21 January 2019 at 02:35

    A lovely and touching treatment of the words. Very evocative, with its undertones of deep sadness but containing an added touch of hope.

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  14. purplepeninportland.com22 January 2019 at 17:18

    The yearning in this poem is tangible for me. Just lovely, Robin!

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  15. miruspeg23 January 2019 at 00:25

    A very poignant poem Robin.
    Peggy xxx

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  16. KB25 January 2019 at 17:41

    Beautifully written

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