Flavours Of The Day Poem by David Wood
Flavours Of The Day
This is summer. Long days and short nights,
Time to ponder and reflect, of long unused
Candles waiting for winter to be lit.
For whom does the bell toll as each hour passes?
As the long evening descends from a cloudy sky,
The last of the larks long since gone into the night.
Stars yawn awake from their daytime slumber
Looking sheepishly vacant dressing the night sky.
Our love existing long overdue.
I have to hold my breath and think of you. Once
A flower in my garden picked months ago for a
New spring day now gone.
Now long shadows cast images on my wall.
A time for sleep to wash the day from my eyes
The flavours of the day and thoughts of you.
I love your style poet! ! So observant and meticulous and there we go, slipping on your dreams! ! ! Thanks Poet! !
a beautifully expressed poem. your fourth stanza is touching. enjoyed the read
With sleep calling each one to her chamber, we bid farewell to the flavours of the day and the thoughts and memories crowding our mind! After a peaceful rest, we wake up with renewed energy to greet another morn! A lovely poem.
I love your style poet! ! So observant and meticulous and there we go, slipping on your dreams! ! ! Thanks Poet! !
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:47:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent! Got carried away with this romantic poem.