remember now
a twilight touch
(a sigh
the same as rain)
whispering a promise
to remain –
beyond the ease
of leaving
was the will
for letting go
were ever I
(a sorrow
still to know)
nights
wherein the daylight
streamed –
veins and lilac
spray
(to make of us
some other
sunny day)
laid beneath
the timbers
lush with muscadine
kisses
yet to trade
(another time)
. . .
Photo: Cherokee National Forest 2016
Reblogged this on Richard M. Ankers – Author and commented:
One of my favourite poets with a stunning piece of writing.
Enjoy
Richard
Nature reminds us we are her, and she is us … mosses cling as sun filters through forests of memories
A sorrow…, you ! …..Never !!! Beautiful poetry, Bobbie. It resonates with the heart and soul. ……………………………………….xo
how magical, this…reading through your poetic page is always a special journey..