while the ocean stirs, to the bluster of wind
the sky is filled-
with various shades, of dark gray clouds
and there is no laughter of children at play
or towels strewn along the sun-bleached sand
[it’s another perfect day]
just like those, we use to share
on those early to rise… Sunday mornings
and I remember when, we use to sit
side by side on this fresh washed sand
holding strings to colorful kites
as we watched them dance, high above the
ocean’s horizon… smiles on faces,
you and I --
and today,
flies a white kite with it's bow-tie tale
attached is the platinum ring
…you couldn’t accept
I sit,
and watch it sway
swirling in circles, climbing,
farther and farther,
fading in and out of the clouds,
like stars,
once bright in our eyes
and the string’s at its end,
tied to a stick
…it tugs at my heart,
I let it go…
I let it go~
Author notes
Marry Me
A contest entry
- Free Verse Writers....It's Time To Be Creative by Dalaney.
975 points, ended June 3, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wowthe magic of your words brought tears of sadness to my eyes -yes i'm crying- the heartfelt compassion spoken through the beauty of your words and soul of lost love. well done and many loving blessings always xxxx
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i like your command of the images, in particular 'white kite with it's bow-tie tale' as ceremonial elements of a wedding. the homonym 'tale', if you meant tail i don't know, reinforces the poem's narrative as a sad, wistful story of loss. brava. -silverfish
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Thanks for reading and commenting...Silver...you have cought the jist of this writing...this is a story of forsaken love...tale was to cover both tale and tail...
sort of, play on words..
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very sad
this tugs at my heart,
how you have captured the pain,
it is easier said then done.
sad and yet lovely write
God bless...
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thanks sweetie...
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