28 Friday Nov 2014
Posted in Poetry
Tags
bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, dreams, grace, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, spirit, truth, value, wandering, wonder
of places
this reminds me
of some other
you were there
do you remember
how the stars
were in my hair
when you lay
in moss beneath the night
was I your angel light
a kiss I keep
reminds me this
of you
. . .
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Oh I like this post , Maybe I was triggered by the image , I admit , but reading your poem it became in balance with that. That is the reason I press like .
Regardless the reason, I am touched that the words found a place deeper than the image. Thank you. ❤
I think I know this memory…
~~xo~~
me
…….I suspect most know it……..and those who don’t, grieve for it………
The sweet fragrance of love leaves a lasting aroma in your words…worthy of a lasting hug…wonderfully beautiful Bobbie! Have a lovely weekend!
There remains with us always………the essence of love we’ve known, but a shadow of all we’ve given away. ❤ There, our wealth………. There, our home.
of unspoken promises
they sustain me
of wanderings
steadfast beside
able and willing
hovering above the details
water under the bridge
whisked away on a moment’s reluctance
inciting a thrill
widening window sill
alight and overtake
rejoicing bits
of us
a breath
just remembered
by the taking of time
the taste of a name
on the lips
🙂
You are angel light to me Bobbie. I have missed you and then there you were and I had all your lovely replies. Here’s to a very sparkly 2015 for you my lovely. Huge hugs and <3, you are special and so is your poem. Blessings in knowing you my lovely. ❤