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stay
with me the longer
of days
a mayfly knew
than ribbons curling red
around my heart
stay
and I will promise
another life
or two –
poems seeking
yet a place
to start
stay
the fragile winter
as round the chimney
rings
blue with smoke
burning autumn leaves
stay
the sweat of almost
one july
we ran away –
chasing us a dream
of honeybees
stay
where words are silenced
by whispers now again –
take the key
but leave the night ajar
open to your places
leaving traces
everywhere
morning wrapped
in wishes –
ancient stars
. . .
Beautiful, Bobbie.
I love reading your poems, they always deliver an enchanting magic which embraces ones mind as they step into world of endearing and genuine words! The last verse was tremendous, as it spells out the deep longing felt for another, and then giving them a key with the hope that they will not forget the love that awaits them. Beautifully done dear poet…the breath of your words truly sing a song of love! Have a beautiful evening and may tomorrow be better for you! Thanks for always delivering such gems Bobbie…hugs and blessings always!
I can only comment that it’s one of the best that you’ve written and I really loved it. “Stay” ? I’ve never left….. xo
Me
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Bobbie, this just speaks straight to my heart. You have reached new heights with this piece. Stay…oh yes please. Love always, Xxx
🙂 Jane, there are words for which there is no synonym. Surely, stay needs nothing more than open arms, and a soft place to fall. Thank you, my friend. May you always find such a place, where the falling is easy…….and the ‘stay’ never grows old….. xoxo ~ Love you, Bobbie