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Summer's cull

 

 

I leaned into your lips

for one last time,

as summer’s cull

signalled the end

of a breathtaking love. 

Like a love on loan

from natures bosom;

a flashy show

of voluptuous colours

shouting to the world,

“look at me now”. 

But with the heaving sun

came the summer storms,

and the hard rain

beating against my flesh,

left me as a bedraggled child

lost in the dark, waiting

for the requiem of a dawn.

 

 

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  • PrabhuDayal Khattar gold member
    October 5, 2008

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    Ah..the image is strongly filled with the beauty of the love and the touch of eternal joy behind the words..you did a great job in few words..well done....thanks..


  • Patpowers silver member
    June 20, 2008

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    What a way to describe a romance in this one Sara Jane! The ending was pretty strong like the weather you described. EXCELLENT!! Thanks again!!


  • parenchma
    June 16, 2008

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    Some seed fell on shallow ground, and grew quickly in the warm earth. But when the heat of the day came, they dried up; for the roots were shallow...


  • Tony El Great silver member
    June 4, 2008

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    It says, you made me mad, but you still loved them; strange in this world how love can work, where always getting along isn't the main ingredient of a passion sandwich.


  • apropos
    June 2, 2008
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    The sweetness and regret of summer love. I hear you poetess...


  • faithful-chick
    June 2, 2008
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    Good Job


  • frownsnfreckles
    June 2, 2008
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    This speaks with such sadness and disappointment. The loss seems inevitable and yet so unnecessary, as the love in its showy splendour wants celebration, not death. The final stanza carries that emptiness of lost love that leaves such dejection in it's wake. Beautifully penned.

  • JWGoethe
    June 2, 2008

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    Wow! Intelligent and passionate. Conveys a sadness, as if a sweet summer romance had faded into cold winter mourning. Well done!!


  • leo2
    June 1, 2008

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    It's a feeling I can identify with up close and personal. In reference to the death of a relative or a relationship, there can be no greater sorrow. For some reason your words settled uneasily around my heart this morning.

    Sincerely,
    Leo Long


    • sarajaneUK
      June 1, 2008
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      Thank you Leo, for your kind comment. I think some poems, just hit a chink in your heart sometimes, and this is perhaps one of them, hope your day goes well. sj xx

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