I thought I might have seen you againin spring, in places where we lay among the flowers, young and careless of the passing hours................................................
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Authentic and poetically rendered sadness and dawning realisation. A very fine example of your craftmanship. jim
Kudos, another fine expression in poetry. Comments by others is right on track.
Thanks for sharing.
Forgot to tell you I gave this a 10! ! ! ! ; 0)
THIS, to me, is the most beautiful one I've read of yours and believe it to be your absolute best!
....'as the leaves fell in the evening breeze
upon our skin with sweet, delightful ease'...
The above is a beautiful beautiful turn of phrase, Rory.
..'.in which we might again be gathering
the colours of the year for this our song'
Oh, I love the way you put these words together...I only WISH I could think like this, Rory. Just a delight to read...like eating a sumptious desert.
The last two stanzas conclude your beautiful poem with such a sweet, sad perfection, ending with that last sad line of finality...
....'why your life and mine can never rhyme.'
You MUST have been very pleased when you read this after you had completed it. I would have been ecstatic if I could have created something as good.
Rory, truly... I am in awe of this poem... you have chartered the whethers come what may in a map of outstanding contours... I hope more people will read this.. to be of absence from this experience.. equates to missing poetry completely..