Treasure Island

Fay Slimm

(Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

A Pure Love.


As the snowdropp sea of glistening white
Envelopes and amazes me, I, standing
Here in a woodland clearing think of mighty
Love. This waving scene of purity hangs
It's every head of gleam shyly downward
In a modest pose, but lift each face and
Look at love so pure it takes us forward
In accepting states of grace that random
Fate never planned, but rather Godly love
Created. They glow with light, and scented
Subtly, are as fresh as dawn. Just above
This ocean of delight hangs, relentless,
January sky which now threatens rain.
Pure love is snowdropp white and gives itself.
I must away but I will come again
To find a presence here which can be felt.

Submitted: Thursday, January 29, 2009
Edited: Thursday, June 11, 2009

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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (6/18/2009 7:23:00 PM)

    'Pure love is snowdropp white and gives itself.
    I must away but I will come again
    To find a presence here which can be felt.'

    Nice poem on a pure love.
    Lovely imageries are used.
    Pure love is a heavenly gift.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • T McH (3/9/2009 2:46:00 PM)

    Pure indeed. The most beautiful title leads me to to the most beautiful and eloquent piece for which I thank you. t x (Report) Reply

  • Jack Prost (2/16/2009 7:54:00 PM)

    Pure and simple, without judgement to blemish or need to question. A state of grace. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (2/7/2009 7:02:00 PM)

    Such innocuous, delicate flowers and yet, en masse, they transform the consciousness of those with quiet minds and open hearts. Your poet's eye is sharp and focused. Your poet's heart is full. Your poet's spirit shines in every line. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Fowler (2/4/2009 9:43:00 AM)

    A wonderful, spiritual write. This whiteness is eternal.10 for you, my eloquent friend.

    Love,

    SandraX (Report) Reply

  • Dr.subhendu Kar (2/3/2009 3:01:00 PM)

    . They glow with light, and scented
    Subtly, are as fresh as dawn.........................

    as love divine enligtens soul
    heart respires in resplendence.
    as gleams of love by purity,
    yet it flows eternal by exuberance, ..................excellence of love flows by all whitness yet nonearthly, wrought ingenious of divine glow, great write,10+++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Aijaz Asif (2/3/2009 10:27:00 AM)

    beautiful, beautiful....a very beautiful imagery you have written which makes reader to feel lost in the words and ride on the cotton clouds of your rhymes...thanks 10+++++
    rgds
    asif (Report) Reply

  • C. P. Sharma (2/3/2009 8:26:00 AM)

    The poem oozes with love in its freshness, purity, serenity, glitter and fragrance. A joy to read it.
    CP (Report) Reply

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