Old stones that lead from heaven to the sea –
the steps which are well-worn by bitter tears
that fall upon their grey severity,
and weathered by the winds of countless years –
they are the causeway linking love and death;
and only stricken lovers' solemn tread
upon this stairway sounds above the breath
of God. But still I walk in silent dread,
and downwards, downwards to the ocean cold
and for a reason that I long forgot,
I go… still from the roses that I hold
fall petals… ah, she loves me… loves me not…
the steps which are well-worn by bitter tears
that fall upon their grey severity,
and weathered by the winds of countless years –
they are the causeway linking love and death;
and only stricken lovers' solemn tread
upon this stairway sounds above the breath
of God. But still I walk in silent dread,
and downwards, downwards to the ocean cold
and for a reason that I long forgot,
I go… still from the roses that I hold
fall petals… ah, she loves me… loves me not…
Author notes
As soon as I saw the picture, I felt the hardness of the stone stairs, and felt the wash of the cold waves...
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In a list
A contest entry
- Picture Promt: by Angelflower.
1180 points, ended April 7, 20 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Poetry only by Dahlia Tremaine.
425 points, ended April 1, 28 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Magnificent.
Beautifully concieved and written a poignant story with the Mairi voice in full song . If only I could but write like this where emotion is the ink and passion drips from every word and makes my poor mind think. Wonderful, words fail me and yet i hope to be a poet one day .... bloody hell Mairi ..wonderful.
Barry


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Yeah, it can't have been too bad, Baz - it picked up a couple of vases.

Thanks, mate.
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The romantic bard
This is the same contest I was going to enter. The seeress has the ability to look into the picture and 'be.' Your crystal ball must be endowed with great energy to have that visualization ability. I'll be back for more. Poetess, your skill is 'unique.' Thank you for your entries. You, also draw your readers into your work.

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Your comments are very generous. Thank you.
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Hi, congratulations on the gold, a very lovely poem, Di


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Thanks Di.
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AAHHHHH!!!! so sad and so descriptive.so many have walked these steps, Ros
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Thank you, Ros.
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This was just so beautiful.. I could really feel the strong emotion in it.. Great write.
Jetleena
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Thank you.
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I am impressed with this in many ways. I love the way it begins, with the tear worn stairs, and I love the way it ends, with the petal counting. Very nice.


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Hey, thanks Allan. I appreciate the visit and the bunnies.
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Great
Strange, but I had the impression you were female. I suppose it is I am getting old and dotty. Nontheless, brilliant writing. ~Gar -
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You're in full possession of your mental faculties. You must be - you like my poetry!
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One could not ask for a better interpretation of the picture prompt. This is typical of your writing, its beauty in flowing intelligence. A classic masterpiece penned to perfection.
Love,
Amera♥


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Thanks, Sis.
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I go… still from the roses that I hold
fall petals… ah, she loves me… loves me not…
Ah my love in two lines...
Well penned Poet
Simon


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Thank you for your appreciation.
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The petals that tell lovers' fate
Across the years of hope and wait
Each plucked away so we may know
Will she love me? Yes, or no.
Mairi right through. And therefore at least a passable read


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"at least a passable read"
Oy Gott nu! You want I should pull it from my head all my teeth, noch?
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Only if you write a poem about it afterwards!!!
You have to remember my scale is at least as convoluted as yours
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