Diana van den Berg

Rookie - 372 Points (4 November 1945 / Durban, South Africa)

So Nearly - Poem by Diana van den Berg

She lifted lightly a strand
Of breeze-blown hair
Out of her eyes
Where she stood
Basking in the glory
Of the South African winter sun.

Her fingers stroked the rough bark
Of one of her beloved acacias,
As she mused ocean-far,
And breathed in the honey
Of the little yellow-bloom explosions.

“Yes, it was, it nearly was” she sighed,
Her wistful smile
Echoing in her infinity-eyes,
And a little amethyst sunbird
In the Aloe arborescens
Twittered sunsong happiness
In avian agreement.

She felt his eyes
Sunning her back,
His fingers
Butterfly-touching
Her shoulders,
His smile
Soaking
Deep
Into her heart's core
And painting the sky
Winter-washed.
She cat-arched her back
With sensuous pleasure
As his breath
Caressed the back
Of her neck
And fluttered down her spine,
Bubble-soft.
She knew he was there,
Just as she knew he wasn’t.

(23 June 2011)

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Comments about So Nearly by Diana van den Berg

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (9/18/2013 5:51:00 AM)

    She knew he was there,
    Just as she knew he wasn’t.

    Brilliant! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013


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