and like the leafless orchards
of late winter,
at last, you and I achieve
the blossom’s dialect
of light --
the almonds of your eyes
I can already recite
by heart
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A contest entry
- 30 words by Melissa Gayle.
500 points, ended June 17, 21 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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True
the beauty of the spring and the new shoots and flowers make my heart blossom too.
Lovely write.
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Fluent
Once again, you've grabbed me with your setting for this poem, I feel the bitterness of waiting so long it seems to watch the first bloom again. Even kids like me bounce up and down at identifying one of few grass sprouts, invisible unless you bend. Now, I'm in the momentum for the beginning bliss of togetherness. Either, your type of cold season is very short, when you don't see each other in person. Or, I've kind of eavesdropped by comments that there's a processing connection between two countries. Then, the pieces fall in place as it's a literal 'forever' wait, or sure feels like it for a move of months. To run out and shockingly notice the delicate, white petals that sparkle upon, when 'Spring' personality pops out.
My favorite five words, "the blossom’s dialect of light" connect right to the truthfulness that looking into someone speaks for itself, a lot different than just talking out of full visual. And, when those are combined, it really becomes expressive. "by heart;" quite a conclusion, humans are far apart from plants in caring capacities unless you take some features to resemble more deeply lol.
Congratulations on what I'm not surprised got gold, however you have to keep on creating absorption of bending brightness!
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i love this one, liefie.
though i'm not sure about the analogy to nuts.
thank you for this one, liefste. my world is larger because of you
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My heart's fluttering. I think I may have a heart attack. Again, wonderful! Do you ever have a bad day?
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mmmm. timeless.
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leafless orchards
of late winter,blossom’s dialect
of light -- wow what beautiful images you have painted in your words congratulation on your shiny it was so well deserved for your descritive words
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excellent, m'friend... love you 
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Glad I happened across this. Absolutely riveting. And I agree with all the comments mad so far.
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gorgeous as always, especially the "dialect of light" part, what an amazing way to describe it, wow!
but how ever do you "recite" almonds? i love how you find fresh, creative, fitting ways of describing, as in the stanza above, but i choked a little on this one, a bit of a stretch.
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Happiness worth reciting
How simple beauty is that at times it might easily slip off the horizon into the mass expanse of virtual paper.
I like it, I like it so!
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I've never seen an almond blossom, but this makes me think of the alder trees that grow here. They are like silver whiskers among the evergreen trees in the montains here during winter, but in late spring they become a shimmering bounty of lime green leaves that shiver and spin in the sunlight.
Joyful and warmly playful gentleness in your words, and a hint of flirt. ~K
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"at last, you and I achieve
the blossom’s dialect
of light -- "
I can see that this stanza has already been referenced, but can you blame us for loving it so much? It is such creative and excellent use of words and images. Just wonderful Nic!
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at last, you and I achieve
the blossom’s dialect
of light --
GORGEOUS AS ALWAYS
not to diminish that each poem each attempt is its own bravery
out into the world
and all that light
k
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thanks, k.... your comments are always so beautiful, and poetic
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I wish I was able to write romance the way you do dear friend
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Wow! You are extremely a gifted poet my friend. Loved everything about this piece
Keep sharing your piece.
HENSLEY
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Oh beautiful beautiful Nicolette
Love the last stanza
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This poem leaves a happy feel...
as the light creeps through the branches of our loves and shows all the beauty of the barren orchard. I love that metaphor.
The last lines are magnificent as they give so much vivid emotion.
I cannot fault such an excellent poem.
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It never takes verbosity to infuse meaning. Your few words speak volumes of love and gratitude for that love. Beautifully written with truest depth of meaning. I wish you well in the challenge dear sister/friend.
Much Love ♥
Renee
Namaste
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yes, almonds blossoms looks like a snow cover... but metaphors in your poem is pure more than snow whiteness.
Very nice and soft. Straight from the core...
~Sonja~
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I am taken by the profound message of intimicay written in the second stanza, beautifully presented. Yes, "at last"!
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Indeed, for-
The dialect of love-
Is as varied as-
The number of-
Almond Blossoms in-
The Orchards of one’s heart-
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The beauty of your writing is stunning. This write was stellar.
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Nice write - I want to eat those almonds - don't know why though!!!!
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This is so very touching, speaks to me of spiritual memory, tactile thought, the imprint in our DNA our soulmate leaves, how very soft and deep.
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Your verses always shine, short or long(er), they always leave a sweet after taste behind, and it lingers...
Zo mooi
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Baie dankie, Mari - jou kommentaar is altyd "zo mooi" ook
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excellent use of 30 words, the final stanza is superb...
al
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thanks, Al...
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I love the line; 'dialect of light', stunning vision.
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Lovely fragment by a modern verse poet. There should be anthologies for the busy C21 folk to read gems like these: one per page.
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and thank you to YOU too
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Exceptional my friend. Smooth as silk...
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Aww, this is gorgeous Nicky, well done, gold for sure!
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Sigh poetry at its very best Love, C
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Sighhh...Far beyond exquisite. Wayyy past its borders.
Man. Woman. Sheesh. 
♥
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oh, beautiful...every word of this is just amazing!
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what an absolutely gorgeous poem..I knew this one would be just by the title alone...lol..such beautiful imagery & alliteration, this is a pleasure to read...lovely, Nic
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'dialect of light' is very good.
This demonstrates why poetry is necessary: some things really cannot be better expressed any other way.
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Wow. Your thirty words are like honey dripping into the soul. I always come to your poetry in a different mind frame. Something I have learned from you is that simplicity is sometimes the best medicine, with a little hint of metaphor, of course. You make poetry feel so human Nicolette. You make this poet want to crawl up with a cup of tea and read them over and over again. Such softness. And that end bit...Made me purr.
You are good.
Lovely. No Crits.
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you do write wonderful comments; always a pleasure to read. thank you
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You are welcome, dear.
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Light at the end of the tunnel
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beautiful imagery and feeling
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Sigh...I love "almonds of your eyes". Speaks so dearly of love and how much the eyes speak to our souls...
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Just quickly logging on! Not enough time to comment though, but couldn't resist leaving a little flower.
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hey!! good to see you....
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